February Snow

I lost my head. I lost my heart.

You hit me with your long face,

You hit me with the cold

I lost my head. I lost it whole.

You hit me with your long face,

You hit me the cold.

And there's only so many conversations you can have,

Oh there's only so many conversations you can have,

Before words twist and turn

As they fall upon the ears I did not earn

They twist and turn as I fall into the arms I don't deserve,

Cause if your only words you're not mine alone.

You are future and past

But not flesh and bone.

And If I'm only words

I'm not yours alone

I am future and past

But not yours to own

If your only words your not mine to keep

You're a thing that exists

In a sentence I speak

And it's funny how a name can change over time.

From friend, to lover, to was once mine.

February snow.

The trees wore you like a dress

You left me high, you left me dry,

You melted to this mess.

And february snow.

You covered hills, you covered roas.

You hid the gray, you hid the green.

You hid my mind from me

This body of evidence, this body of lies,

This blanket of white

Couldn't help to disguise

This body of evidence

This body of lies

Is growing tired.