When the snow falls,
Watching from the window,
Counting each one as they fall,
I wonder what the new year will bring.
When the snow falls,
Watching from the window,
Counting each one as they fall,
I wonder what the new year will bring.
Sadness lives in these walls,
It passes through me like a ghost,
Every time I hear your name,
It’s like a calling from the past,
When I was happier and you were still here,
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever smile again,
Especially when I see our photos,
Or am I destined to be blue right down to my bones?
I can’t call tonight,
If I do, you’ll hear it.
The crack in my voice,
Where the pain hides,
I’m aching to tell you,
All of the skeletons I have,
Yet the only words that reach,
They just say, “I’m fine.”
My anxiety is a rabbit,
It’s eyes wild with fear,
Are you a friend or are you a foe?
Somedays, I cannot tell the difference.
My ears hearing the words I trust the most,
The ones that race alongside my heart,
Run little rabbit, run far and long,
For the forest is dark and full of monsters.
I run and run and run,
Yet I cannot find my way back to you.