Now the winter has come
To eclipse out the sun
That has lighted my love for sometime

And a cold wind now blows
Not much tenderness flows
From the heart of someone feeling so tired

And he feels so alone
With no love of his own
So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad


While his memory raced
With much speed and great haste

Through the problems of being there
In his heart at arm's length
Held within its great strength

To ward off such a great despair
But he feels so alone
With no love of his own

So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad

Take the dawn of the day

And give it away
To someone who can fill the part
Of the dream we once held

Now it's got to be shelved
It's too late to make a new start
And he feels so alone

With no love of his own
So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad