(Downing/Hill/Atkins) Got no symbol in my pocket Gor no pillow for my head And thought winter,it gets stronger Got to ease my achin' head In the morning' when I wake up Got this feelin' deep inside And I wonder if I'm dyin' Of I'll go out of my mind I've this helpless awful feelion' When I stumble thought the crowd It stiil sends my senses reelin' Knowing winter comes too proud
