Build the dyke the water's rising close the door the wind is howling And the temperature is falling wintertime has come Gather food the cupboard's empty tho' the rich folk all have plenty To their world there is no entry hungertime has come Light your fire the cold is creeping soon you'll hear the sound of weeping Where the homeless men are sleeping dying time has come Long dark nights are often endless waiting for a word of kindness For the lonely and the friendless lonesome time has come Winter is here and the cold is all around and you can't plant wishes in the frozen ground Ancient bones are oh so fragile ancient limbs are not so agile Helping hand is what they're needing aging time has come Don't built shelters from the nighttime give them pride now is the right time Home has not a homeless lifetime giving time has come Feed the hungry the people do not heed your church and steeple For your care there is no equal caring time has come Shine a light the night has fallen in the dark there's someone calling For a friend until the morning friendship time has come