I remember everything as beautiful and colorful
I remember how we used to smile
But the leaves fell, the weather changed
The sky became colorless, unchanging grey
I have never had any winter fun
Since I was twelve or thirteen
But can you understand, how it became so
When our sky is colorless, unchanging grey
Certainly there are moments that shine
Sometimes it can feel okay
But it will be, at best, like a super 8 film
Where the sky is colorless, unchanging grey
Unchanging grey