I still believe in summer days. The seasons always change and life will find a way.
Ill be your harvester of light and send it out tonight so we can start again.
Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive?
This is my winter song. December never felt so wrong, cause you're not where you belong; inside my arms.
This is my winter song to you. The storm is coming soon it rolls in from the sea.
My love a beacon in the night. My words will be your light to carry you to me.
Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive?