The vine still clings
But at every gust the dead leaves fall
And the day is dark and dreary
The day is cold, dark, and dreary
The wind is never weary
Cold, dark and dready
My life is cold and dark
Sad heart
Thy fate is the common fate of all
Cold, dark and dready
Sad heart
Rain must fall
Must be dark
Rain must fall
The day is cold, dark, and dreary
The wind is never weary