I've been born cynical and ready to burstAnd daylight has fallen asleep as if it's been cursedAnd my face is so cold that I tearBut I won't let this be like any old yearThis is the winter of yes, the winter of yesNow I may not find a reasonBut I'll find a reasonTo smileI may search in search of loveFind no one worthwhileBut it's better than moping aroundKicking pieces of ice off the groundThis is the winter of yesThe winterIf I get invitedTo a partyThen I may or may not likeI'm going to that partyAnd if when I get thereEverybody's lameNobody is happyI won't feel the strainThis is the winter of yesThe winter of yesWhatever it isHowever it goesAnd it may failTo draw me inBut I won't let it showNo, noI have thrown awayToo many daysAnd concluded there's no other wayThis is the winter of yesThe winter of yesI have thrown awayToo many daysAnd concluded there's no other wayThis is the winter of yesThe winter of yesThe winter of yesThe winter of yesYesThank you.