Moisty-mist on the sill,
The morning has come
There's no light still.
The winters are here
And I... feel the chill.

My breath is warm,
The air around cold
Dry season's balm
Makes me feel old.
I wish, I could, I will.
But I... feel the chill.

Body tight in blanket,
Eyes peeping around.
I look, I try, I fumble
Without making a sound.
The world's silently working
As if they took some pill
But me, I am struggling!
The task's too uphill.
So, I close my eyes and slumber
Coz I...feel the chill!