Il testo della Winter

What a time
What a drought
What a clumsy way of getting us out
They say we're fine
I think we're finally chopped onions

Wiki this
Check it out
Wouldnt you like to make your own mind about it
You wait, you'll see
How we are sinking slowly

Looking for a solid cloud
Ill be wishing him solid to be coming down loud
And i will be soaked deep with the rest of the crowd
Getting soaked deep too

What a clime
What an ex
Such an impressive wave of special effects
They say were gone
I think we are gonna get stronger

Looking for a solid cloud
Ill be wishing him solid to be coming down loud
And i will be soaked deep with the rest of the crowd
Everybodys walking, climbing, running, waiting
Getting soaked deep too