Getting close to season's endI heard somebody sayThat it might never snow againIn EnglandSnow flakes in a newborn fistSledging on a hillAre these things we'll never seeIn EnglandWe'll tell our children's children whyWe grew so tall and reached so highWe left our footprints in the earthAnd punched a hole right through the skyWe'll tell them how we changed the worldAnd how we tamed the seaAnd seasons they will never knowIn EnglandSo watch the old world melt awayA loss regrets could never mendYou never miss it till it's goneSo say goodbye, say goodbyeWe'll tell our children's children whyWe grew so tall and reached so highYou never miss it till it's goneSo say goodbye, say goodbyeTo seasons end
