Brad Proudlove - Cold As Hell Lyrics

Crystal Ball, Nothing comin' through at all
Western wind, kickin' up the snow again
And the fog in the valley's made its way 'to my brain as well

Another winter Cold as Hell, daddy's on his way downhill
Heard folks say, they should just send him away
But the pain from his liver doesn't make feelin' better seem right

So we just sit around and fight, barely sleepin' through the night
Waitin' on the Lord to come, prayin' that his will be done
But the night's gettin' longer, we're not feelin' much stronger than him

So listen to the howlin' wind, another winter cold as sin
Truck won't start, like a metaphor for all our hearts
We can't bear to admit it but we just weren't made for this cold

But love is patient, so I'm told, there's no escapin' growin' old
I can fix myself, but there's no fixin' daddy's health
If we just stick together, we can push through this weather somehow
Winter won't last forever, but some nights will be Cold as Hell