(Sara Evans/Bill Rice/Sharon Rice). . There's a cold wind howlin' at the trailer door. And the wolf that's been scratchin'. Is coming back for more. This quilt that Mama gave us.
Through the summer. You can breathe the air. Rest forever. Because there's nothing else. See the way the valley. Starts to grow. Every movement. Seems to be for you.
Through the years I've prepared feeling sure that you cared. I believe I'm entitled to you. And with you on my mind in my heart I'm inclined. To believe I'm entitled to you.
(belew/rice). . Only a week ago today. I sat on a plane and flew away. I see you everywhere I go. I dropped my bag in the hotel hall. I thought I heard your voice through the wall.