It’s cold outside.
As the breeze blows it tends to warm my heart.
The lights are bright.
My eyes are weak and burning.
So I pull the covers up over my head.
My thoughts are with you, following your every step.
My passion for you lights the way.
This sadness is not alone,
And alone is not always so sad.
I will endure all I can so I can hold on to,
The love we once had.
The cool breeze is blowing right through me now.
That sweet smell of my sorrow.
The familiar sound of my happy laugh,
Reminds me that nothing has been lost.
