dear winterbird
how long can you last
before it gets too cold

and the earth asks you back

dear ??

you're ready for the sun
the old man is leaving
a longer day's begun


suddenly i can see blue skies again
hear you say there's nothing less

that our hearts will mend
i promise you they do


birch trees are bones
stripped of their leaves
and pressed between the pages

of my memory

this heart of mine

is ready for the spring
open up my window
winterbird take wing


suddenly i can see blue skies again
hear you say there's nothing less

that our hearts will mend
i promise you they do


it's not easy to pretend
it's not easy to pretend
it's not easy to pretend

i can see blue skies again

suddenly i can see blue skies again

hear you say there's nothing less
that our hearts will mend
i promise you... they do