the streets are paved in silver
the sky is cold and gray
the clouds are busy raining
and all I do is complain
I want sunshine and roses
to greet me when I wake
when I get up in winter
it's usually a mistake
all I want is to stay in bed
blankets to keep me warm
and pillows under my head
I need to turn on the heater
my apartment's getting cold
the warmth I felt in summer
has gotten way too old
autumn has forgotten me
and spring is far away
the nights have become longer
and I'm missing most of the day
all I want is to stay in bed
with the radio to listen to
and books I've never read
you should come back and see me
like, seven months from now
I'll be feeling fine then
the sun will show me how
and then I will be happy
and, hopefully, safe and sound
maybe I'll even be ready
when next winter rolls around
all I want is to stay in bed
blankets to keep me warm
and pillows under my head