Wintertime

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