| Lyrics: | by Ginger Baker and Mike Taylor
It is a cold winter,
Away is the songbird.
And
gone is her traveller,
She waits at home.
The sun is on holiday,
No leaves on the
trees.
The animals sleep
While cold North wind blows.
The snowflakes are
falling,
The roof a white blanket.
There's ice on the window pane,
She waits
alone.
She sits by the fireside,
The room is so warm.
Her children are
sleeping,
She waits in their home.
Passing the time.
Passing the time, everything
fine.
Passing the time, having the wine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing
the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time,
everything fine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, everything
fine.
Passing the time, wine and time rhyme.
Passing the time.
It is a long
winter,
Away is the summer.
She waits for her traveller
So far from home.
She
sits by the fireside,
The room is so warm.
There's ice on the window,
She's lonely
alone |
