Winter Song – Sam FenderBy When winter’s shadowy fingersFirst pursue you down the streetAnd your boots no longer lieAbout the cold around your feetDo you spare a thought for summerWhose passage is completeWhose memories lie in ruinsAnd whose ruins lie in heat?When winter comes howling inWhen the wind is singing strangelyBlowing music through your headAnd your rain-splattered windowsMake you decide to stay in bedDo you spare a thought for the homeless trampWho wishes she was deadOr pull up your bedclothes higherDream of summertime instead?When winter comes howling inThe creeping cold has fingersThat caress without permissionAnd mystic crystal snowdropsOnly aggravate the conditionDo you spare one thought for the travelerWith no secure positionWho’s turned and spurned by village and townAt the magistrate’s decision?When winter comes howling inWhen the turkey is in the ovenAnd the Christmas presents are boughtAnd Santa’s in his moduleHe’s an American astronautDo you spare one thought for JesusWho had nothing but his thoughtsWho got busted just for talkingAnd befriending the wrong sorts?When winter comes howling inWhen winterWhen winter comesComes howling in www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20