This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon,
It rolls in from the sea
My voice; a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light,
To carry you to me.
They say that things just cannot grow
Beneath the winter snow,
Or so I have been told.
They say were buried far,
Just like a distant star
I simply cannot hold.
This is my winter song.
December never felt so wrong,
‘Cause you’re not where you belong;
Inside my arms.
I still believe in summer days.
The seasons always change
And life will find a way.
❤️️
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