Now the winter has come To eclipse out the sun That has lighted my love for sometime And a cold wind now blows Not much tenderness flows From the heart of someone feeling so tired And he feels so alone With no love of his own So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad
While his memory raced With much speed and great haste Through the problems of being there In his heart at arm's length Held within its great strength To ward off such a great despair But he feels so alone With no love of his own So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad
Take the dawn of the day And give it away To someone who can fill the part Of the dream we once held Now it's got to be shelved It's too late to make a new start And he feels so alone With no love of his own So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad
