Cotton Jones - Man Climbs Out Of The Winter lyrics

I number the years I wallow in water I number the hours I wait in the sun I number the roads I tread in silence And all of these numbers Will blend into one I number the flowers At the foot of the mountain I number the mountains I never did climb I number the days I get up in the morning All of these numbers Are numbers of mine You climb inside your favorite record I climb inside your favorite dress I love to watch you walk around the room You like to watch me sit around And b**h But the sun's burnin' up our window Beggin' us to to come outside Maybe tonight I don't know But maybe tonight Oooohhhh