Текст Urban Cone – Winter’s Calling

Hello, summertime, oh God, I’ve missed you
Especially your smile, it’s good to see you
Please, hold my hand again, like you used to
Let everybody know that I won’t leave you

I promise you this
I’ll follow when the winter’s calling

We should leave this town, like the birds do
I hate to see you cry, but we have to
Hold my hand right now, like you used to
This is our last time, and I won’t leave you

I promise you this
I’ll follow when the winter’s calling