Been made of grain
Of the dying leaf
As it gets cold out
Stumbling outside, and I
Feel for the rain
For the slower times
It's left a hole, and I
I'm stumbling outside
And I'll wait for the blossoms
And I'll make it through the winter
Mother I'll wait for a brighter sun
Until then I'll keep my distance, ooh
Been made of grey
Of the hollow sky
It's been so cold, and I'm
Stumbling outside, and I
I'll hide away
In these darker times
It takes a toll and I'm
Still stumbling outside
And I'll wait for the blossoms
And I'll make it through the winter
Mother I'll wait for a brighter sun
Until then I'll keep my distance, ooh