Instrumente
Ensemblen
Oper
Komponisten
Performers

Songtexte: Say Hi To Your Mom. November Was White, December Was Grey.

The fire, it cracks
And the flakes snow on
November was white
and December was grey

Well, someday soon
When the spring brings the sun
I'll finally sleep, I'll finally
feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone

Oh these three months
I've been inside the house
My pacing has worn
All of the carpet out

Just give me a breeze
The rebirth of the life
I'll finally pine, I'll finally
Feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone

I'll feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone