There's a bird
On the fence it's hopping
And I heard
The song it sings
It's only small
I think it's a Robin
I hear it's call
All around it rings
And the song, it's so hypnotic
And the tune, it's so melodic
Bustling, bustling, in your bushes
Win-ter, win-ter, how it pushes
All the cold, all the cold straight up ahead
It doesn't mean, it doesn't mean
That all life is dead
There's a girl
In her bobble hat
She does a twirl
And she starts to chat
Such a voice
Like a purring cat
I have no choice
I can't resist that
And the song, it's so hypnotic
And the tune, it's so melodic
Bustling, bustling, in your bushes
Win-ter, win-ter, how it pushes
All the cold, all the cold straight up ahead
It doesn't mean, it doesn't mean
That all life is dead
My heart will freeze at the same time
As hell and not before
Is winter love really such a crime?
Well, I'm not so sure
And the song, it's so hypnotic
And the tune, it's so melodic
Bustling, bustling, in your bushes
Win-ter, win-ter, how it pushes
All the cold, all the cold straight up ahead
It doesn't mean, it doesn't mean
That all life is dead
Bustling, bustling, in your bushes
Win-ter, win-ter, how it pushes
All the cold, all the cold straight up ahead
It doesn't mean, it doesn't mean
That all life is dead