Bill Withers - Wintertime Lyrics
In the wintertime the grass is brown and the sky is gray, the sky is grayAh, hah, but that don't mean little brother that you have to feel the same wayLook the sky is cryin' see the tear rollin' down on the ground, down on the groundAh, hah but that don't mean little brother that your life can't turn aroundCover up your body but the cold steady rubbin' on your skin, rubbin' on your skinAh, hah, you stay alive little brother from the warm fire withinThis little brother is what the seasons are tryin' to sayThe snow will surely be melted when the sun punches in for the daySee the cold steady rubbin', rubbin' on your skin rubbin' ‘round your skinAh hah you're stayin' alive, little brother from the warm fire withinThis little brother is what the seasons are tryin' to sayThe snow will surely be melted when the sun punches in for the daySee the cold steady rubbin', rubbin' on your skin rubbin' ‘round your skinAh hah you're stayin' alive, little brother from the warm fire within
