[Chorus]
It's winter again
And the city grows colder
I'm still a poor boy
On the differences I'm older
Another year
Another day
And someone's warning me that tomorrow will be colder

[Verse 1]
It don't matter my friend
I don't mind being older
I am a veteran, a weather-beaten soldier
I've been through worse
And I can't complain
Behold the snow like bits of heaven on my shoulder
As a little boy I cried
Tryna hang on desperately to summer
It couldn't be done
And now I'm a man
But also a child
I take the good and bad and I weave it into smiles
And at my side
My angel guide
And all the steps we've taken, stretch a pretty mile
D-d-d-d-d
D-d-d-d-d

[Chorus]
It's winter again
And the city grows colder
I'm more than glad to lend a helping-hand or a shoulder
I can be found
Hanging around
I am the one who looks half young at times, half older

[Verse 2]
At times feel good
Times grow weary
At times I ain't exactly what you might call cheery
But all in all
I can't complain
Behold the rainbow paints the sky behind the city
As a little boy I cried
Tryna hang on desperately to summer
It couldn't be done

[Chorus]
And it's winter again
And the city grows colder
The rain is tinkling like chimers and a [?] silver
I let the wind, caress my face
Behold the snowflakes place a cloak upon my shoulders
D-d-d-d-d
D-d-d-d-d
D-d-d-d-d
D-d-d-d-d