It's a chilly,
cold December
It's the kind we'll all remember
I hold you tight and
rock you close
Into the afternoon
Water boils into a whistle
The kettle calls and I abide
I feel the cold beneath
my socks
As the daylight shadows slide
One of these days
One of these
days Too soon
One of these days
You're gonna walk right out on me
You're a rainbow full of color Casting stars with chlorine eyes
Brighter than this static cold, glassy afternoon
But every day's a
little closer To the time when I'll wipe a tear
Not from your eyes, but from mine
Cuddle up, my dear
Because
One of these days
One of these days Too soon
One of these days You're gonna walk right out on me