Wasn't just any fawnnIt was the way the snow reflectednThat made the sky pinknnThe silence of snownThe sound of the rainnThe comedy of human errornnAnd I saidnSunshine or no sunshinenThis is my (?)nnCursed at the cloudsnBringing me downnnYou can get dark earlynYou can get light latenFind the biggest iciclenStand beneath it and waitnnYou can scare the leaves offnAnd send the birds down southnAnd soak my skin, soak my skinnSoak my skin, soak my skinnnI won't go south...nI won't go south...nnWasn't just any winternIt was the kind that makes you nWant to slip down the stairs