It's a most paradoxical season Of candy cane lane and seasonal depression Some call it the winter blues When the days are short and often cloudy And the nights are frigid and black People forget how to drive And your socks are always wet There's an aura of chaos and mayhem At the local shopping mall Santa Claus grumbling behind his beard, overworked While people shop for things, stuff, and gizmos Will he appreciate the stand mixer (50 percent off)? Will she like the stainless steel bracelet? Will they be happy to see a Barbie dreamhouse Under the Walmart Christmas tree? It's hard to think, with all that noise That's part of the reason for winter blues When my skin is dry and scaly And my ears are constantly cold My body always too chilled or too hot Everyone sneezing around me But, it's beautiful too The snowflakes catching on my coat As we ice skate under the stars Time stopping still 'Cause the only cure for winter blues Is a steaming cup of cocoa And good com