Sipping coffee in the morning Staring out the kitchen window As the pale face of winter is staring back at me In a silent conversation Thoughts are speaking to each other And I somehow start to wonder If spring is ever breaking through
Take me away Lock me in the attic I've been doubting too much lately I don't want to start a panic
Chorus: Is there anybody in here? All that's left is apathy And my empty house is aching anxiously For spring
Shovel out onto the driveway Start the car and push the pedal As the pressure of this weather is pushing on My head My eyes are tired and feel like crying But it's not loud enough to drown out tears Rolling down my face
Need to escape I've been doubting too much lately Maybe I'll stray or maybe I'll find me
Chorus: Is there anybody in here? All that's left is apathy And my empty house is aching anxiously For spring Come on summer; paint the pale skies Shades of blue, shades of you 'Cause my empty house is aching anxiously For spring