Viola.
Late Autumn Early Winter
It's the season you loveIt won't keep you warmIf you have to goThe night is so chilling and blackThe wind could get meanMaybe it will snowWhen they found her this timeFrost in her hairWhere had she been?When they found her in tearsFrom deep in the woodsThey understoodNo, you don't get along with anyoneYou walk the long road on your ownAnd if the season you love is over too fastThen you have to go, aloneWhen they found her this timeFrost in her hairWhere had she been?When they found her in tearsFrom deep in the woodsThey understood
From Letras Mania