n the wintertime the grass is brown and the sky is gray, the sky is gray Ah, hah, but that don't mean little brother that you have to feel the same way
Look the sky is cryin' see the tear rollin' down on the ground, down on the ground Ah, hah but that don't mean little brother that your life can't turn around
Cover up your body but the cold steady rubbin' on your skin, rubbin' on your skin Ah, hah, you stay alive little brother from the warm fire within
This little brother is what the seasons are tryin' to say The snow will surely be melted when the sun punches in for the day
See the cold steady rubbin', rubbin' on your skin rubbin' round your skin Ah hah you're stayin' alive, little brother from the warm fire within
This little brother is what the seasons are tryin' to say The snow will surely be melted when the sun punches in for the day
See the cold steady rubbin', rubbin' on your skin rubbin' round your skin Ah hah you're stayin' alive, little brother from the warm fire withinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
