You feel a chill go down your spine
You both just want to talk
You know that it’s becoming winter

You feel a chill go down your spine
As you try to walk in a straight line
You know that it is becoming winter







Because the trees have become thinner
As you try to walk in a straight line
You both just want to talk
Because the trees have become thinner
You and a friend go for a walk
You feel a chill go down your spine
But you know that this year will be fine
You know that it is becoming winter




The season is the world’s not yours or mine
But you know that this year will be fine
You both want to talk
The season is the world’s not yours or mine
You and a friend go for a walk.