Remember when We'd stand in cold circles And blow frosty air past our lips? We'd talk about Leaving dark parking lots But never get around to it December would come and would go With the onset of New Year's new snow And I'd be the last one to know Because these days I sleep And slumber all alone You're right where you didn't want to be And now there's nothing left So here I sit On piles of blankets And breath humid air Past my lips I'll think about Leaving this bed room But never get around to it July it will come and will go With the donning of cool summer clothes And I'd be the last one to know 'Cause these days I sleep And slumber all alone You're right where you didn't want to be And now there's nothing left The troubles will come and will go We all have to suffer and grow And I'd be the first one to know Because these days I'm blessed Far beyond what I deserve