My Version of It - Lesson #20 Lyrics

Will this winter never end
I've had it up to here
With everything I am
With everything I am

Will this cold spell disappear
Like you've been gone 4 years
I wish that you were here
Like I wish that he was here

But word is he's coming back
And March is not too far away
I'll be the first to say
I'll be the first to sway

Will this summer never come
I'm sick of all this cold
Like I'm sick of all this cold
Like I'm sick of all this

Faith paling
I barely stand at all
I'm still swaying

Will this winter never end
I had it up to here
I'll be the first to mend
I'll be the first to mend

Chances are by now you've heard
How I sugar coat the world
How I change it from my bed
How I change it from my bed

Will this cold spell last for years
Like I've been lost for years
I wish that you were here
Like I wish that you were here

Will this summer never come
I''m sick of all this cold
Like I'm sick of all this cold
Like I'm sick of all this

Faith paling
I barely stand at all
I'm still swaying home