I remember our winter song
Slipping on a frozen lake
There I'll miss you when you're gone

Oh, this winter song
Another cup of Brunel wine


Dreams that once seemed so sweet
Are silent empty streets
Streets of tears stained walks go by

And I'll miss you when you're near
You're thoughts are just like the stars


Saturdays, hope is raised
By endless stories of desire
And I remember our winter song

Another cup of Brunel wine

Saturdays, hope is raised

By endless stories of desire
And I remember our winter song
Another cup of Brunel wine


I remember our winter song
Slipping on a frozen lake

There I'll miss you when you're gone
Oh, this winter song
Another cup of Brunel wine