The Day Of Nostalgia Is Here

As the winter is gradually starting The best days of my childhood are slowly parting I wish I could just stand near a window and reminisce All the moments we had face to face It was not winters when we met But Summers My childhood was the best in winters Where the nights were cold and stars forever twinkles I'm missing you a lot in Winters Wasn't it supposed to be Summers? But I don't know why Whenever the winters arrive the magic happens And the magic turns into the feelings of love A feeling in life that I've reached above I hope my love for you will be warm as a glove