Look how the sky's all silver, beautiful Montreal
And out of the sky of silver, snowflakes begin to fall
I sit me by my window, I take my pen in hand
If I sound a little wintry, you'll have to understand

So how is California, how is the weather there?
Where every day is sunny, where all the skies are fair
Tell me do you remember how once upon a time
We'd sit and watch the snow fall, sharing a glass of wine?

Oh that sad old wintry feeling
I don't really seem to mind
Sad but sweet old wintry feeling
O that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine

If you are never cold love, who's going to keep you warm?
You'll take the sun for granted, if you run from every storm
Lord, me and this old guitar, now we've seen a storm or two
We've seen a million drifters, these snowflakes and you

Oh that sad old wintry feeling
I don't really seem to mind
Sad but sweet old wintry feeling
O that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine

A Touch On The Rainy Side