The Color of the Sky As Far As I Can See Is Coal Grey. Lift My Head From the Pillow and Then Fall Again. With a Shiver in My Bones Just Thinking About the Weather. a Quiver in My Lips As If I Might Cry. Well By the Force of Will My Lungs Are Filled and So I Breathe. Lately It Seems This Big Bed Is Where I Never Leave. Shiver in My Bones Just Thinking About the Weather. Quiver in My Voice As I Cry, "What a Cold and Rainy Day. Where On Earth Is the Sun Hid Away." I Hear the Sound of a Noon Bell Chime. Now I'm Far Behind. You've Put in 'bout Half a Day While Here I Lie With a Shiver in My Bones Just Thinking About the Weather. A Quiver in My Lip As If I Might Cry, "What a Cold and Rainy Day. Where On Earth Is the Sun Hid Away?" Do I Need Someone Here to Scold Me Or Do I Need Someone Who'll Grab and Pull Me Out of This Four Poster Dull Torpor Pulling Downward. For It Is Such a Long Time Since My Better Days. I Say My Prayers Nightly This Will Pass Away. the Color of the Sky Is Grey As I Can See Through The Blinds. Lift My Head From the Pillow and Then Fall Again With A Shiver in My Bones Just Thinking About the Weather. a Quiver In My Voice As I Cry, "What a Cold and Rainy Day. Where On Earth Is the Sun Hid Away?" I Shiver, Quiver, and Try to Wake.