Words we had said

Grew in my head

Colored I thought

Send me to bed

Lost memories

Grew into trees

Cover the doors

Swallow the key

Winters shall come and gone you know

Winters shall come and gone you know

But I'll miss you young and free

For a dance round the memory tree

Said I forgot

But I did not

Dreams we have had

Play in my head

Did we believe

The cry of the wind?

Did we regret?

Would we forget?

Winters have come and gone you know

Winters have come and gone you know

But I'll miss you young and sweet

For a dance round the memory tree