Now the winter has come   To eclipse out the sun   That has lighted my love for sometime   And a cold wind now blows   Not much tenderness flows   From the heart of someone feeling so tired   And he feels so alone   With no love of his own   So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad      While his memory raced   With much speed and great haste   Through the problems of being there   In his heart at arm's length   Held within it's great strength   To ward off such a great despair   But he feels so alone   With no love of his own   So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad      Take the dawn of the day   And give it away   To someone who can fill the part   Of the dream we once held   Now it's got to be shelved   It's too late to make a new start   And he feels so alone   With no love of his own   So sad, so bad, so sad, so bad