Secrets - Edith Frost

Why’d I give my love away 
Why’d I call out the unspoken 
Why’d I change what seemed alright 
To bring my love out in the open 
When I socked it away for years 
I guess I’d made a barricade 
And hung my key by the door 
So that’s what secrets are for 

There’s a storm coming down in the morning 
With a freezing rain to add to our worries 
And I won’t speak of these things anymore 
I’ll just bury them down in drifts of snow 
Where spring may come to see them grow 

There’s a storm coming down from Virginia 
And a woman’s heart that yearns for the sun 
And I won’t speak of these things anymore 
I’ll just bury them down under drifts of snow 
Where spring may come to see them grow