I can feel a cold front coming in
Out of your Northwestern skies
I can feel a cold touch setting in
And the warmth has said good-bye

~ No one has to tell me
Everyone will be surprised

God I can feel it
Coming in

Our little arrangement or so I heard
Was that we had some wood to burn
I warmed by the fire of your words
Now I chill by their returns

~

I've had this feeling, our time in the sun
Had to come to a chilling end
All of these pressures from where we began
Collide and make us learn again