Music was wailing, the room barely lit With dart players playing hardly knowing what they hit And no one was listening to what anyone said We would wait for the snow to melt so we could get back to bed We walked through the streets and these months they're bare The people don't use them; though they know they're there But isn't it wasted this half year waiting for spring? If we can get through the winter we'll survive anything And I know very well the way you feel when December ends We know there were warmer days, but cannot remember when Let's get our money out of here, we'll settle down somewhere And if we someday yearn for a cold return we'll get our money out of there We got through the storms and through the blistering hail Our hearts were broken and our careers had failed We barely had money and the cold made us ill But we got through winter and we're breathing still.
