The lone woman stands in the turning december

She's got ice on her lashes, white at her winter coat

The trees stand like soldiers around her

Dutiful wooden curse

And the heart she feared frozen

Still beats and still marches on

Oh, annie

I will think of you each time I see the sun

Didn't want a day without you

But somehow I've lived through another one

A gentlemen waits on a platform in a haze of gray and grief

Now he's sold up his assets, starting over at 70

The steam blasts like trumpets around him

Salutes on the colonnade

As he thinks to himself

"We're all waiting for our train to come"

Oh, annie

I will think of you each time I see the sun

Didn't want a year without you

But somehow I've lived through another one

Did you find it hard to breathe at first?

Were you wounded and in disbelief at how much it hurt?

Now the ache's still burning, but the world's still turning

Isn't it?

Oh, annie

I still think of you each time I see the sun

Didn't want a life without you

But here I am living one