[Verse 1]
When we were young
We wanted to die
But the sound of a drum
And the words of a child
Brought a different light
Now no one can tell
The winter was nice
But the summer is hell
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
No, I would not face the last snowstorm of the year

[Refrain]
No, I would not face the last snowstorm of
The year

[Instrumental]
[Outro]
(No I would not face the last snowstorm)