Pardon me, Sir
I don't know who you are
But I think I see
Something in your eyes
Though I could be wrong

Winter is here
And the all the roses lie
Deep beneath the snow
That's where lover's go to hide
From pain and sorrow

Never for sure, when your luck will turn
Waiting out that snowy day
Hope for a cure
That someday you'll learn
Why love keeps on going
There's no one there

Pardon me, Sir
I think it's up from here
Take this one from me
One day you'll feel free to fly away
Wherever you want to

Never can tell, where the dawn will break
When you find your shoulder to cry on
After a spell, you won't feel the ache
And you'll forget the corner you've been living in so long

You'll breath a sigh and see it's time
To move along
Just a little stronger
When the winter's gone

When the winter's gone

Writer : BENOIT, DAVID BRYAN / PACK, DAVID / WARNES, JENNIFER
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing