Smell of winter in the air She likes the snow so she don’t care Yeah the sun it warms her soul but sometimes you need it cold. Hey it’s only fair. The smell of coffee on her clothes The side of her that no one knows The side of her her prayers keep It’s bitter but it’s sweet, and it warms her to the bone She likes blue sky Sundays When the air feels fresh on her skin But she needs rainy day Mondays To remind her that blue skies will come again The smell of winter, smell of rain Keeps her grounded, keeps her sane If a smile were enough, she couldn’t keep it up She couldn’t play that game