It's a January night, there's a cold wind blowin'
But it's colder knowin' you'll be gone a long time
The weather man's right, there's a mean storm hissin'
It don't help this missin' you heart of mine

Chorus
Stoke the fire, read a book
Give the storm another look
Just to keep my hands and mind occupied
Oh to night, I jst wish, that I knew what to do with
this missin' you heart of mine

I keep tryin' to call, I get the operator
She says call back later, there's trouble on the line
We Were Three Lyrics
The old lady on the park bench In the park with just one tree Was there fr