Story Behind The Song
Started a conversation about how freezing Winter was at the time and came up with the inspiration to write an unusual song about the cold and how "I can't wait for Spring". The original chorus phrase written was "I hate Winter...where is Spring".
Song Description
In This song, an individual's anxiety grows as the internal and external environment gets colder and colder, causing him to totally resent Winter and how brutal it can be. Seems there is no fix for what he is going through...alone...
| Song Length |
3:47 |
Genre |
Pop - Easy Listening, Rock - Easy Listening |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Anxious, Annoyed |
Subject |
Existence, Loneliness |
| Similar Artists |
Ed Sheeran, Shawn Mendes |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Winter Blues
Verse 1
Gettin frostbit fingers and frozen feet. Cold days are short, and sun won't heat.
Snowflakes land on the freezing ground...not a sound around.
Freezing chill, it bites my soul. Hoping for spring to make me whole.
Snow so deep, it blocks my way. Icy sky turns blue to gray.
Chorus
Not much good can come of winter, I hope it's over soon! Can't wait for Spring, it's on its way, way overdue.
Verse 2
Can't see through frozen windows, thermometer now reads almost zero.
Winter chill, it bites my soul. Hope for spring to make me whole.
Frosty nights as cold wind bites, yearning for the sun's warm light.
And shadows creep in silence deep. I'm seeking warmth to find my peace.
Chorus
Not much good can come of winter, I hope it's over soon! Can't wait for Spring, it's on its way, way overdue.
bridge
And I found myself in this cold.
Now it's getting wicked old.
There are no heroes, just my face
where icicles hang and take up space.
verse 3
Wind blows loud like a lone wolf's cry.
Frozen tears from my arctic eyes.
Wrapped in blankets but can't warm me.
Dream of places I'd rather be.
The furnace fights but can't keep up.
I'm dressed in hoodie with hot coffee cup.
Cabin fevers got me trapped.
Winter woes in its icy lap.
Chorus
Not much good can come of winter, I hope it's over soon! Can't wait for Spring, it's on its way, way overdue.
solo
bridge 2
And I found myself in this cold.
Now it's getting wicked old.
There are no heroes, just my face
where icicles hang and take up space.
repeat verse 3
Wind blows loud like a lone wolf's cry.
Frozen tears from my arctic eyes.
Wrapped in blankets but can't warm me.
Dream of places I'd rather be.
The furnace fights but can't keep up.
I'm dressed in hoodie with hot coffee cup.
Cabin fevers got me trapped.
Winter woes in its icy lap.
Chorus
Not much good can come of winter, I hope it's over soon! Can't wait for Spring, it's on its way, way overdue.
END