Paroles de The Winter Sings

It is the way of all things That the cycle flows From urgent growth to rest and to repose It is the way of all things That the sap that lifts The leaves into the light will see them fly Although the Spring's in sight And lifts your tired heart to flight The moment comes, you might Want to listen… For the Winter sings a diff'rent song When light takes on new meaning And the Winter sings a diff'rent song Of a small child and beginnings It is the way of all men To make activity The goal of every waking moment It is the way of all men To look inside To find the answers only hearts can hide Yet urgency won't show The source of all you need to grow And Summer light won't help you know All the answers… For the Winter sings…