I live in a place Where the light shines on my face And if I had to move I would hove to face the gloom and doom of nine months in the darkness Windy chill factors with nothing in the sky And then my mind would be as grey as daytime Dissolving into early night
When winter comes around it's the time for being down But when the sun does shine I can have my peace of mind
And not spend time Avoiding all the action like I do when it's cold outside Still those days are few for that I'm truly grateful Yeah those days are few where I reside
Psychic rain The snow and pain will give way to the solar regulated daze (Oh here it comes again it's winter blues when summer ends) Solar regulated daze won't go away in the summers on a radiation wave
Psychic rain The snow and pain will give way to the solar regulated daze (Oh here it comes again it's winter blues when summer ends) Solar regulated daze (Oh here it comes again it's winter blues when summer ends) Solar regulated daze won't go away (oh here it comes again) Solar regulated daze won't go away Ln the summers on a radiation wave
