in the wintertime the grass is brown and the sky is gray the sky is gray ah hah but that don t mean little brother that you have to feel the same way look the sky is cryin see the tear rollin down on the ground down on the ground ah hah but that don t mean little brother that your life can t turn around cover up your body but the cold steady rubbin on your skin rubbin on your skin ah hah you stay alive little brother from the warm fire within this little brother is what the seasons are tryin to say the snow will surely be melted when the sun punches in for the day see the cold steady rubbin rubbin on your skin rubbin round your skin ah hah you re stayin alive little brother from the warm fire within this little brother is what the seasons are tryin to say the snow will surely be melted when the sun punches in for the day see the cold steady rubbin rubbin on your skin rubbin round your skin ah hah you re stayin alive little brother from the warm fire within