Besedila: Pedro The Lion. The Longest Winter.

Spring comes slowly to this old friend. Still I'm frozen, I still live alone.

In time memories fade, senses numb, one forgets how it feels to have loved completely.

Love well young man, while you still can. Once your leaves turn you won't love again.

In time memories fade, senses numb, one forgets how it feels to have loved completely, completely.

Is it special when you're lonely, will you spend your whole life in a studio apartment with a cat for a wife? The seasons, when they call you do you barricade the door? Are you stubborn, stubborn, stubborn to the core? Is it your way or the highway? Is it your way or the highway? Is it your way or the highway? Is it your way or the highway? Then the longest winter is on her way, you called her without knowing it but now it's too late