[Verse 1]
Winter time is coming
All the sky is grey
Summer birds aren't singing
Since you went away

[Verse 2]
Since you've been gone, end of the season
Winter is here, close of play
I get no kicks walking down Savile Row
There's no more chicks left where the green grass grows and I know that
Winter is here, end of the season
My reason's gone, close of play
I just can't mix in all the clubs I know
Now Labour's in, I have no place to go

[Verse 3]
You're on a yacht near an island in Greece
Though you are hot, forget me not
I will keep waiting until your return
Now you are gone, end of the season
Winter will come any day
Back in the scrum on a wet afternoon
Down in the mud, dreaming of flowers in June
End of the season
End of the season