Lyrics and music by
Leslie Berry
I’m wearin’ out
these winter blues,
Standin’ in the cold, lookin’ in at you,
Warmin’ your hands before the fire,
Looking so smug and satisfied.
You turned me out
When I had no other place to go.
You turned me out
When you knew I loved you the most.
You turned me out
And you know I hate the cold and these winter blues.
Guess you’re content to let me go,
And all those late night arguments only foreshadowed
The end of this troubled affair.
I guess I always thought you’d be there.
You turned me out
When I had no other place to go.
You turned me out
When you felt yourself losing control.
You turned me out
And you know how I hate the cold and these winter blues.
I knock on your
door but you don’t hear me
’Cause you’re all caught up in reality t.v.
And as I’m playing over our last goodbyes
I catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye.
You turned me out
When I had no other place to go.
You turned me out
When you knew I loved you the most.
You turned me out
And you know I hate the cold and these winter blues.
You turned me out
When I had no other place to go.
You turned me out
When you felt yourself losing control.
You turned me out
And you know how I hate the cold and these winter blues.
Leslie Berry: vocals,
background vocals, keyboards, programming