When Winter comes -
Will my leaves shed? - Will The Sun quit? -
Is there a way to break through the Snow - that
Holds Me so Tight?
Will the grass around me Die - bit by bit?
Will my brain Sink and my lungs Freeze? -
When Winter comes along -
Will the little Birds’ chirping cease? -
Oh tell me Someday! - Tell me One Day!
Tell The Answers I seek,
For When Winter Comes -
My Soul feels heavy, Broken, weak.