Blow On Chilly Wind

A little gray around the crown A little hint of slowing down She puts on some old evening gown And dances alone Years are hazy and days are slow The seasons come and the reasons go And while the wind and memory blows She turns to stone SayinBlow on, blow on chilly wind Go ahead and blow Blow on chilly wind Just let the chilly wind blow Yeah let the chilly wind blow Down the halls that whisper names Through the walls and the picture frames It's not just old in here It's swirling underneath the door