• Sitting in a cold, dark room,

    Watching the snow drift slowly down,

    From the sky,

    I think of you,

    And then I think of the day,

    You left me,

    To fend for myself,

    Weak and defenseless,


    That was me,

    But that was the past,

    I must look ahead,

    Must the past,

    Be so different?

    But that winter night changed me,

    For the best,

    And for the worst,

    I wish to stay by your side,

    But what separated me from you was,

    One lonely winter.