Calling summer the long winter thru Wishing somehow to get back into yesterday's laughing point of view It seems to have forgotten you striking you out of tune Calling for summer long
Winter shot to the centere of you Flagging at your spirit Making you rue Binding your words to stay that you call for a breath a space free of this cutting taste Calling for summer long
And this day is turning hard to And this day is cutting thru you Striving hard to tear you in two Clear of the enchanted taste Far of summer's embrace Turning you winter-hard.