Winter Time
My fingers are coldnow going blue
I am shivering and
shaking its nothing new
The winter is here
my home is so cold
They say you get
worse as you get old
But the heating bill
it cost to much
The government is
out of touch
A few pound a week
to live for all
A little food
my bag is small
A little heat a little
power as we live each day
from hour to hour
I need to work but
Cant find a job
So I have to live
on just a few bob
I cut down every way I can
But I live alone without
a man no one to snuggle up to
As I feel the cool
and feel so blue
But I am not the only one
Many a sad and lonely one
Living in the winter chill
Trying hard not to get ill
Longing for the days of sun
Although not many
we love every one
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