My dear love and I are having a rough winter in our relationship right now. We just can't seem to get along. He's gripey about stupid little things and I feel like I'm always walking on egg-shells around him. {{fighting back tears here}} I hope and pray that we soon find our spring and each other again.
This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon,
it rolls in from the sea
My voice; a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light,
to carry you to me.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love
They say that things just cannot grow
beneath the winter snow,
or so I have been told.
They say were buried far,
just like a distant star
I simply cannot hold.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
This is my winter song.
December never felt so wrong,
cause youre not where you belong;
inside my arms.
I still believe in summer days.
The seasons always change
and life will find a way.
I'll be your harvester of light
and send it out tonight
so we can start again.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
This is my winter song.
December never felt so wrong,
cause you're not where you belong;
inside my arms.
This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon
it rolls in from the sea.
My love a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light
to carry you to me.
If we don't feel the love, does it mean that the love is not there?...if one loves...there is hope.
ReplyDeletei feel the love... i think he feels it, too... we've just lost each other and we need our spring again.
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