In 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 within