sometimes it seems like winter's end   the weeks they just go on like a friend of mine   and the sadness it has left a trace   i think that you can see that on my face again      and it always makes things better   now my days seem so much quieter   but i know   yeh i know   it'll never be the same again      sometimes i feel my hands are tied   i need someone to come and cut these ropes of mine   and they'll wear a coat of wind and rain   to drive away the fears that i can't face again      and they'll always make things better   now my days seem so much quieter   but i know   yeh i know   it'll never be the same again      i know   yeh i know   it'll never be the same again      sometimes it seems like winter's end   the weeks they just go on like a friend of mine   and the sadness it has left a trace   i think that you can see that on my face again   yeh you can      and it always makes things better   now my days seem so much quieter   but i know   yeh i know   it'll never be the same again      i know   yeh i know   it'll never be the same again