dear winterbird
how long can you last
before it gets too cold
and the earth asks you back
dear bened bough
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
