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