In the winter time
When all the leaves are brown
And the wind blows
And the birds have all fl own for the su mmer
I'm ca lling, hear me call ing, hear me call ing...
Ah ...
In the winter time
When all the l eaves are brown
And the wind blows
And the birds have all fl own for the su mmer
I'm ca lling, hear me cal ling, hear me cal ling...
I'm ca lling, hear me cal ling, hear me cal ling...
In the winter time ...
In the winter time
When all the l eaves are brown
And the wind blows
And the birds have all fl own for the su mmer
I'm ca lling, hear me cal ling, hear me cal ling...