The winter is calling. I don't want to answer. The winter is claiming the warmth and the sun.
The winter is calling. I don't want to listen. The winter is ruining what summer has begun.
Never wanted this, always made my mind clear to the others.
Been asked to choose, always avoided to hide.
Had my own opinion, never chickened away from all the others.
Bathed in the sun of my strong determined mind.
The winter is calling. I don't want to answer. The winter is claiming the warmth and the sun.
The winter is calling. I don't want to listen. The winter is ruining what summer has begun.
Heard about them, playing funny games with those who let them.
Smiled to myself, guessed they would always be defeated.
Had an own opinion, always agreed to myself that it was my own.
Bathed in the sun of a mind that's now deleted.
The winter is calling. I don't want to answer. The winter is claiming the warmth and the sun.
The winter is calling. I don't want to listen. The winter is ruining what summer has begun.
What summer has begun, oh, oh, what summer has begun, oh, oh, what summer has begun …
The winter is calling. I don't want to answer. The winter is claiming the warmth and the sun.
The winter is calling. I don't want to listen. The winter is ruining what summer has begun.
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