Song of the season

Winter is here
And the heater does not heat
And the lover does not love
Summer is gone
And I'm still by the sea
With a ghost by my side
Wet and alive
Awake in the dream

The heart's in your hand
Don't let it grieve
Don't let it drown
'Cause winter is here
And I'll need it again
For next summer's games

I'm never so weak
As when you stroke a word
I'm never so brave
As when you walk away
Then I write this
Then I write this

Winter is here
And the sandglass does not shift
And the tear does not freeze
Summer is gone
And I'll be an ice cube
In the drink of somebody cute

Hey cold
Suspend this thoughts
Suspend the weir
Before it spills
Keep that smile
Gleaming in my gaze
So I can make it
Through this winter
So I can wait
Till next summer

The heart's in your hand
Don't let it grieve
Don't let it drown
'Cause winter is here
And I'll need it again
For next summer's games

I'm never so weak
As when you stroke a word
I'm never so brave
As when you walk away
Then I write this
Then I write this