The summer of my life
Is but a distance memory
As I walk through the rooms of my heart
The icy cold wind
Blowing through these empty rooms
Winter has come to my heart
A winter so bitterly cold
Full of ice and snow
No joy can grow
A life laid so low
The warmth that only love can bring
Is but a whispered memory
Spoken of in hushed tones
By the voices in my head
Oh, the tears I’ve shed
I look upon this scarred landscape
So cold and broken
Lost in this bleak midwinter
Will the light of love shine again?
Or will this winter forever remain?
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