I never said it was raining But you could feel the pressure... It was going to soon And I'm not complaining You brought light into my windowless room It's getting colder Let's huddle up in the kitchen by the stove Thought I told ya From the get-go the inevitable storm would come And now it's on our doorstep, waiting No, nothing's wrong But I don't see the point in holding on And our hair's grown so long But our days are getting shorter and shorter You've held your tongue for long enough You've waited your turn so patiently And I often wonder if I'm strong enough to leave It's getting colder Let's huddle up in the kitchen by the stove Thought I told ya From the get-go the inevitable storm would come And now it's on our doorstep, waiting No, nothing's wrong But I don't see the point in holding on And our hair's grown so long But our days are getting shorter and shorter And the moon is rising And the windows are boarded But the wind is picking up No, nothing's wrong But I don't see the point in holding on And our hair's grown so long But our days are getting shorter and shorter