Feel It Comin' On - Sara Evans

What’s this your kiss

Is as cold as fallen snow

And your eyes cannot disguise

There’s a secret in your soul

Well did you think that I

Was born yesterday

Well I may be blind

But I can hear what you won’t say

I feel it comin'

I feel it comin' on

This love is dead and gone

I know it won’t be long

I feel it comin' on

A cold spell in hell

That’s when I take you back

If you have been untrue

There’s nothing left to do but pack your bags

And sleep in the bed that you made

And you’ll wake up cryin'

Callin' out my name, my name

Comin' on like the morning sun

Like a summer rain

Like the river runs

Like the ocean waves

Like the stormy sea

Like the flood of tears

Wash over me