This morning I woke up, confused, brain scattered,
Concerned and foggy, wonderin “what’s the matter”
When the truth came over me, like January frost,
That’s when I became aware, of what I had lost.
Is she thinkin of snow?
Is she thinking of me?
Lord have mercy the answer is obvious-ly
Not one that has me in mind,
And that blanket is twisted like some pork rhines,
Oh how I’m cold, can someone help me?
You see when I went to bed, everything was fine,
Exhausted from a hard days work, but having a hard time coming up with a rhyme,
Fast forward back to this morning, and how my brain was scattered,
All I could here, was my teeth, and how they chattered,
I looked over beside me, at the woman I love,
She had taken all of the covers, looking snug as a bug.
I thought to myself, how could she do this,
All these years together, all the memories we made.
Is she thinkin of snow?
Is she thinking of me?
Lord have mercy the answer is obvious-ly
Not one that has me in mind,
And that blanket is twisted like some pork rhines,
Oh how I’m cold, can someone help me?
It’s something about the king size bed, or maybe how we laid.
As I pondered my options, of getting back my cover,
I tried not to wake her, just because I love’r
Now I’m squirming, trying to ease the cold,
But it was obvious she had a death grip on them,
And continously rolled,
Over and over in her sleep no doubt,
In my head, I wanted to shout.
But now’s not the time to panic, gotta stay focused.
But this is really annoying, like a swarm of locusts.
Not that locusts are that bad, they just get on my nerves.
I forgot what I was thinking about, oh yea, my covers,
I always treat my wife respectfully, no one comes above her.
But it’s 3 A.M. and I’m chilly,
Like a frozen shrimp,
Maybe that’s not a good example,
More like, Jack from Titanic.
That movie was terrible, and obviously there was room on that door for him,
Ah, dang it, I keep forgetting to get my covers back.
Oh I’m still, Cold
