Seasons of Change - Bon Scott

See the snow falling on the ground

days of old, oh so cold

Wretched sailing among the cloud

melts the snow still I’m cold

People dancing in the streets

in the town a small boy crys

eyes of love turn to nerves of stone

blind the sun, not for me

a Season goes so quickly

you don’t know where you are

a Season goes so quickly

you don’t know where you are

I said i’m sorry

you know I try

everybody stops me

and it makes me cry

see the snow falling on the ground

days of old, cold so cold