Winter
--words and music by Michael Stanley

I'm a man of good intentions
But that and a dime
Won't get you anything 
Hardly worth your time
And I've had my share of lovers
Drove that train right off the tracks
I broke some hearts along the way
And they, broke it right back ...

Seems like subtlety and nuance
Might just as well be dead
Traded for a moment
In the spotlight overhead
And those windmills I've been chasing
Well they vanish all too soon 
And leave a leather jacket lunatic
Howling at the moon ... at the moon

	And still I wish that this sunset was slower
	Wish I knew how to right some wrongs
	And I'm wondering if today 
	It ain't too late to pray 'cause
	It feels like winter's coming on
	It feels like winter's coming on ... coming on ...

	There's a cold wind blowing
	You better change your ways
	'Cause the wheel keeps turning
	Till the end of days ...

I'm a man who's got his secrets
And just like everyone
I hold 'em close in darkness
Don't let 'em see the sun
And I'm stumbling like a blind man
After reason after ryhme
Wandering this mortal coil 
Running out of time ... out of time ...

	Still I wish that this sunset was slower
	Wish I knew how to right some wrongs
	And I'm wondering if today 
	It ain't too late to pray 'cause
	It feels like winter's coming on
	It feels like winter's coming on ...

	And I wish that this sunset was slower
	That I could find just one more song
	And I'm hoping that today 
	It ain't too late to pray 'cause 
	It feels like winter's coming on
	It feels like winter's coming on ... coming on

	And there's a cold wind blowing
	You better change your ways
	'Cause the wheel keeps turning
	Till the end of days ...