Sometimes in winter
I gaze into the streets,
And walk through snow and city sleet behind you

Sometimes in Winter
Forgotten memories
remember you behind the trees with leaves that cry

By the window, once I waited for you
Laughing slightly, you would run
Trees should see us in the meadow
Makin' love in the evening sun

Now you're gone love
and the lamposts call your name
I can hear them
In the Spring of frozen rain

Now you're gone love
and the times slow down till dawn
It's a cold room
and the walls ask where you've gone.

Sometimes in Winter
I love you and the good times
seem like memories in the Spring that never came

Sometimes in Winter
I wish the empty streets
Would fill with laughter from your tears that ease my pain

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