These words, I will never say; however, I love the song (and her mink wrap). Cool or bitter cold nights are good and bad; however, I will leave the reasons out for now. I value the bitter winter for it allows the ground to rest, the trees to shed a few and the grass to settle in for a warm winter’s nap; however, while the revenue comes in on those cold winter nights, I do miss the warmth of his presence. I realize that this is where I’m at; however, I do miss him. It’s hard to understand how one may revel in the absence of their beloved, whereas I simply wait. I can do the whole hope that I will fall asleep; however, I never sleep well until he is back by my side.