The wind outside is blowing.
It's getting worse and worse each day.
It's trying to get enough speed and force to take my heart away.
It's going to blow me away,
away from all of this pain,
but upon that it will just bring more.
Why do I have to live through all this?
Through all of this pain.
It won't go away,
it just gets worse and worse,
colder and colder.
Winter, go away,
bring the sunshine back.
All of the good times.
Stop the wind,
stop the rain,
stop the pain. |