Winter Pleasures

Written by: Michael Degenhardt

The trees are bare, now comes cold air

The breezes howl this night

I’m toasty warm, secured by charm

As we hold each other tight

 

This winter evening…

As the sun descends…

The moon is smiling…

No love pretends…

It’s all for real, dear…

As we stay inside…

The winter frowns…

While in here, we hide…

 

Our winter pleasures…

Are year round dreams…

When come the fires…

With snow filled scenes…

We’ll feel the softness…

As our hands embrace…

Reflecting fires, bright…

With red cheeked face…

 

Winter winds chasing, while love’s erasing

The many sounds we hear

We’re holding so tight, by the fire this night

As our bodies stay so near

 

Old mister winter…

Turn away from our door…

For we won’t answer…

We won’t give you more…

The room is ignited…

By this fire inside…

On this winter evening…

In here, we’ll hide…