Remember when we were young Our imagination was all that ever meant to us. Remember when differences never mattered But we have learned to notice all of them.
And we make comparisons. All that we don't understand.
Waiting for the snowfall, Summer feels so long ago But it still lives on in us. Keeping us from the cold But when we are all alone Deep inside, for all of us.
We all want someone to love and call our own. We all want to be somewhere we call our home.
Waiting for the snowfall, Summer feels so long ago Darkness is in front of us. And the chill is coming on But a change is beautiful. Eventually the scene will slow.
We will find someone to love, who makes us whole. We will end up together, a place called home.