It’s about to be a cruel winter
“I miss the missus” cried the lonely mister
What was once sweet is now bitter
I watched all the leaves fall and wither
It’s official!..this is the worst season
Peoples hearts are so cold for no reason
We’re supposed to vibe and be merry
And drink wine from the blackest berry
I took a sip now I can’t see clearly
My misery and anxiety all left alone
Like a dog with no bone I’m a man with no soul
I’ve been missing peace
She’s the missing piece
I hope it gets warm soon...