BARNABY BRIGHT
February
Spring is blowing in on a chilly morning breezeA cold reminder winter soon will be a memoryBranches old and bare await their promised bloomThey paint a maze above me to illustrate my gloomFebruary, February reminds me that winter's behind meAnd the flowers of another springWill come and I'll have nothing to showSnow is all around reflecting moon's white faceHe knows that it will fade whenthe March sun melts it all awayFebruary, February reminds me that winter's behind meAnd the flowers of another springWill come and I'll have nothing to showAnd every month that passes byI feel even more aloneGuess when you said foreverYou meant you were never coming homeThe brittle leaves are singing me gently off to sleepThe night wind whispers secretsShe thought that she could keepFebruary, February reminds me that winter's behind meAnd the flowers of another springWill come and I'll have nothing to show
From Letras Mania