Long Winters It'll Be A Breeze
This fall, i don't know if i survived
i woke up still on fire
are you saying i'm still alive?
i hear you whispering to me
these are pieces i didn't know i had
each a different shade of blinding
these are pieces you left behind
not the pieces that fit with mine
it'll be a breeze
is it your kisses i'm feeling?
i am a tree
build a nest in my hair
your voice appeals to me
it's exactly how i feel
i'm fading in & out
and i don't mind
i try to let you know i'm fine
and i can hear you crying
