Shelby Sifers Winter Lyrics

Winter is coming
It's coming through my window
It's slipping up my shirt sleeves
It makes the car run slow
And I smell it in our skin
And how the trees hang low

I built a fire
To warm all of our cold bones
'Cause you were like a snow cone
Huddled up in scarves

Just brushing the ice out from your hair Sparkles on the carpet
I'll put the kettle on
And make some hot chocolates

The animals slept through the cold
We sat by the window and watched the snow snowing
You can have half of my blanket
I don't have to work in the morning