winter time is coming all the sky is grey summer birds aren t singing since you went away since you ve been gone end of the season winter is here close of play i get no kicks walking down saville row there s no more chicks left where the green grass grows and i know that winter is here end of the season my reason s gone close of play i just can t mix in all the clubs i know now labour s in i have no place to go you re on a yacht near an island in greece though you are hot forget me not i will keep waiting until your return now you are gone end of the season winter will come any day back in the scrum on a wet afternoon down in the mud dreaming of flowers in june end of the season end of the season