歌手: Barbara Dickson
时长: 04:29
When winter's shadowy fingers first pursue you down the street[00:04:29]
And your boots no longer lie about the cold around your feet[00:04:29]
Do you spare a thought for summer, whose passage is complete[00:04:29]
Whose memories lie in ruins and whose ruins lie in heat[00:04:29]
When winter comes howling in[00:04:29]
When the wind is singing strangely, blowing music through your head[00:04:29]
And your rain-splattered windows make you decide to stay in bed[00:04:29]
Do you spare a thought for the homeless tramp who wishes he was dead[00:04:29]
Or do you pull the bedclothes higher, dream of summertime instead?[00:04:29]
When winter comes howling in[00:04:29]
The creeping cold has fingers that access with permission[00:04:29]
And mystic crystal snowdrops only aggravate the condition[00:04:29]
Do you spare a thought for the gypsy with no secure position[00:04:29]
Who's turned and spurned by village and town t the magistrate's decision?[00:04:29]
When winter comes howling in[00:04:29]
When the turkey's in the oven, and the Christmas presents are bought[00:04:29]
And Santa's in his module, he's an American astronaut[00:04:29]
Do you spare a thought for Jesus, who had nothing but his thoughts[00:04:29]
Who got busted just for talking, and befriending the wrong sorts?[00:04:29]
When winter comes howling in[00:04:29]
When winter comes howling in[00:04:29]