It Gets Cold Outside

Is everything better when it's summer time?

Well this must mean everything is worse when it's not

When the sun is out I feel like I'm in my prime

There's not a bad feeling, there's not a bad thought

Could you imagine if June came without January?

And if May came without December?

Would the feelings still be so temporary?

I don't think I would remember

When I think again I love Winter, I love the cold

I love the darkness, I love the snow

When I love what's around me, the feeling never grows old

I love where I am, I love where I go

Through the ups and downs, through the changing of the seasons

I love what's around me, it's here for a reason