Cold Season

Cold Season… I feel the winter calling The cold season blowing on the wind I want to send my spirit soaring But it doesn’t know where to begin I watch the leaves as they’re falling Changing colors I watch them twist and turn Turning to the ground, I’m gazing back into the sky To feel the frost; just as fire, burn… I feel the winter calling The cold season blowing on the wind To me it seems the clouds are falling And I’m wondering where I fit in I see life through a picture window Unpainted glass covering the expanse of the frame My unobstructed view of the trees bending in the wind Wondering if the view will ever change Or if it will ever be the same again… I feel the winter calling The cold season blowing on the wind I want to send my spirit soaring But frozen, it doesn’t know where to begin…