Patrick Kelleher – Wintertime's Doll Lyrics

You’re Wintertime’s doll, your highs and then your lows,

I was sliding from your toes

You thought the tapestry you’d woven gone

Here lie those who mourn for far too long,

Your nose has run into this song

Before I rode home, I slipped a ball of yarn onto your tongue

Vodka burns on, Vodka burns on