The snow won't stick to the weeping willows
the cold air won't blow open the windows
You've made it through the storm this far

You can do this, dear, it won't be hard
The snow won't stick to the weeping willows


There will be tomorrow
the sun will light a sea of sorrow
Tonight it set and took our friend

If I could do one thing, I'd bring him back
Snow won't stick to the weeping willows


Summer was painted on our skin
and those secrets hidden in our childish lips
they would die for a kiss


Fall was always left in your eyes
just a fleck of yellow light

like the sunrise
like the twilight