NOW THE WINTER HAS COME,
ECLIPSE TO THE SUN
THAT HAS LIGHTED MY LOVE FOR SOME TIME.
AND A COLD WIND NOW BLOWS,
NOT MUCH TENDERNESS FLOWS
FROM THE HEART OF SOMEONE FEELING SO TIRED.
AND HE FEELS SO ALONE,
WITH NO LOVE OF HIS OWN.
SO SAD,
SO BAD,
SO SAD,
SO BAD.
WHILE HIS MEMORY RACED
WITH MUCH SPEED AND GREAT HASTE
THROUGH THE PROBLEMS OF BEING THERE.
IN HIS HEART, AT ARMS LENGTH,
HELD WITHIN ITS GREAT STRENGTH
TO WARD OFF SUCH GREAT DESPAIR.
BUT HE FEELS SO ALONE,
WITH NO LOVE OF HIS OWN.
SO SAD,
SO BAD,
SO SAD,
SO BAD.
SO SAD,
SO BAD,
SO SAD,
SO BAD.
TAKE THE DAWN OF THE DAY,
AND GIVE IT AWAY
TO SOMEONE WHO CAN FILL THE PART.
OF THE DREAMS WE ONCE HELD,
NOW IT'S GOT TO BE SHELVED.
IT'S TOO LATE FOR TO MAKE A NEW START.
BUT HE FEELS SO ALONE,
WITH NO LOVE OF HIS OWN.
SO SAD,
SO BAD,
SO SAD,
SO BAD,
OH, IT'S SO SAD,
SO BAD,
OH, SO SAD,
OH, BAD,
SO SAD,
OH, BAD.