Now the winter has come

To eclipse out the sun

That has lighted my love for sometime

And a cold wind now blows

Not much tenderness flows

From the heart of someone feeling so tired

And he feels so alone

With no love of his own

So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad



While his memory raced

With much speed and great haste

Through the problems of being there

In his heart at arm's length

Held within its great strength

To ward off such a great despair

But he feels so alone

With no love of his own

So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad



Take the dawn of the day

And give it away

To someone who can fill the part

Of the dream we once held

Now it's got to be shelved

It's too late to make a new start

And he feels so alone

With no love of his own

So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad