Why'd I give my love away

Why'd I call out the unspoken

Why'd I change what seemed alright

To bring my love out in the open

When I socked it away for years

I guess I'd made a barricade

And hung my key by the door

So that's what secrets are for

There's a storm coming down in the morning

With a freezing rain to add to our worries

And I won't speak of these things anymore

I'll just bury them down in drifts of snow

Where spring may come to see them grow

There's a storm coming down from Virginia

And a woman's heart that yearns for the sun

And I won't speak of these things anymore

I'll just bury them down under drifts of snow

Where spring may come to see them grow