Lycia
The Last Winter
Quiet, until springtimeAnd the cold winter air seems so far away from the summertimeAnd we will wait until springtimeAnd we will wait for the gentle breeze of the summertimeAs we move through this winter townOne last look, one last day, but so far away from the summertimeWe'll be glad when we leave this cold, fading townBut so sad when we think of the gentle breeze of the summertimeAnd we are forever, hey, hey
From Letras Mania