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 its 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