Cold Moon Too old too cold to go Out at freezing or below Inside realizing The entrance of winter by My window to the sky And by the cold moon and I Seeing each other through The blue and my window too Christmas night no wonder They say snow is coming soon Too old under the cold moon For too long anyway Long enough for my birthday Snow you know I hope for How at sixty now one more The cold moon is rising Out my window surprising Me to see Christmas night By the brightness of its light But this cold moon is right As they were right to call This the cold moon after all Steven Curtis Lance