[Verse 1]
When we were young
We wanted to die
But the sound of a drum
And the words of a child
Brought different light
Now no one can tell
The winter was nice
But the summer is hell

[Verse 2]
The ground was so hard
The nights were so long
But we suffered the dark
And we wrote all those songs
Still I was a fool
I covered my ears

[Outro]
No I would not face the last snowstorm of the year
No I would not face the last snowstorm of the year