I Heard It's Cold Outside

Winter's raw voice yelled against the pane of my window, today and I sat here to think of a way to yell back. The sun, it was hidden and the snow was to blame the clouds hung grey that bitter day Piercing through the forest wall I heard lies drifting frigid through the trees, here to me I heard the promise of warmth traveling and the music that I heard fell like snow in my midst and it spoke in an artic melody and the music that I heard told me an icy truth... I heard it's cold outside.