Here's 'nother verse for ya (I don't know what Lyr Add: means)

Winter, how we'll miss you when you're gone, when you're gone;
We'll miss the way we slip on ice and break our frozen bones
We'll miss the howling winds that growl and howl and mourn and roar and screech and shriek and sob and wail and whistle and yowl and moan (I couldn't decide which)
Winter, how we'll miss you when you're gone.