Iâ€™ve been cryinâ€™ all the winter.Iâ€™ve been waiting for some good to come my way,But Iâ€™ll wait till the summer comes along.Dear lord, have I done so much wrong.How can I go on,Wondering what I did wrong,Can it be too much to ask? Please, oh please, let it be.If the summerâ€™ll come my way,Will I find someone to take the place of [? ]? But Iâ€™ll wait till the summer comes along.Dear lord, tell me what could Iâ€™ve done wrong.Can it be that she,Never wanted to,Break some poor motherâ€™s heart? Please, oh please, let it be.I know my summerâ€™ll never come.I know Iâ€™ll cry until my dying day has come.Let the winter roll along.Iâ€™ve got nothing left but song.Oh, oh, whatâ€™s happened? Oh, oh, whatâ€™s happened?