Jenn Bostic Snowstorm
So many answers, nobody knows
There’s a whole lot that happens behind closed doors
When you’re an arm’s length from surrender
One breath from cavin’ in
The whole world tells you
To try again
But if I could turn life on its side
Go back and do everything right
Oh I think, I think that I might
They say that when it rains it pours
Well I’m runnin’ through a snowstorm
And I can’t get, can’t get warm
Painted smile, chin up from the ground
Can’t let the weight that’s on my shoulders think it gets me down
I’m too broken to be angry
Too much pride for tears
The one thing I whisper
That I hope no one hears
Is if I could turn life on its side
Go back and do everything right
Oh I think, I think that I might
They say that when it rains it pours
Well I’m runnin’ through a snowstorm
And I can’t get, can’t get warm
I’m rockin’ back and forth, back and forth
I have never been so cold, so cold
The ground is frozen, it holds me from goin’ on
But if I could turn life on its side
Go back and do everything right
Oh I think, I think that I might
They say that when it rains it pours
Well I’m runnin’ through a snowstorm
And I can’t get, can’t get warm
So many answers, that nobody knows
