this time around last year outside of my window your breath in my ear, all the leaves turning yellow

i’m wrapped in your goosebumps, im having a day dream of us being here with our rings and our babies

and though i hate the cold i knew you’d keep me warm

now it’s stinging my skin, the breeze getting colder another night in, your ghost on my shoulder

it’s like i can smell you, it’s rain and it’s leather the smoke in the chimney, the soft tinted embers

and i already know the winters up in arms

and little by little the snow it falls down the summer was easy but it’s clear to me now to weather the winter, to sleep through the night i’ll pretend you’re by my side

like dirt on the sidewalk your memory lingers like frost on the glass and the trace of your fingers

im under a blanket, I’m warm but shaking The bed that I made, seems I now have to lay in

and somewhere in the storm you’re in someone’s arms

and little by little the snow it falls down and i miss the sun but i’ll get thru it somehow to weather the winter, to make it to spring i think i’ll take my time shovel my own sidewalk

cuz little by little the snow fades away the air is still cold but it bites less everyday the leaves will turn green and the flowers will bloom and maybe i will too