Original lyrics
ENa cold november morning pouring rain
i wrote a letter, some things i've got to say
return to sender, you never listen anyway
the dead of winter i felt you on my tongue
the coldest shivers, our battles fought and won
the taste of bitter, when all that comes undone... comes undone..
oh my longing wont give you up,
and i am nothing without your love,
in sweet virginia,
when you would come,
before you left me and all that was
