Wintertime

In the wintertime the grass is brown And the sky is gray the sky is gray But how? But that don't mean little brother That you have to feel the same way Look the sky is crying And see the tear rolling down on the ground down on the ground But how? But that don't mean little brother That your life can't turn around Cover up your body But the cold steady rubbing on your skin rubbing on your skin But how? You stay alive little brother From the warm fire within This little brother What the seasons are trying to say? The snow will surely be melted When the Sun punches in for the day..... day......... See the cool who who? Steady rubbing rubbing around on your skin Don’t it get on your skin? But how? Stay alive little brother From the warm fire within