Tell me again
That I am lucky
To be one of you son
My father
Tell me again
That I must pray to you
Father every single night
Before I go to bed
Tell me again father
That I need to  respect you
Father
Tell me again father
When are you going to
Bring Spring to me
Because I am sick and tired
Of the long winter we are having
Tell me again
That the birds will return in the spring
Because I just miss the birds badly
Tell med again that
We will have a couple days of   Indian Summer
During the Winter