Spring comes slowly
To this old frame
Still I'm frozen
I still live alone

In time memories fade
Sense numb
One forgets how it feels
To have loved completely

Love well, young man
While you still can
Once your leaves turn
You won't love again

Is it special when you're lonely?
Will you spend your whole life
In a studio apartment
With a cat for a wife?

The seasons when they call you
Do you barricade the door?
Are you stubborn, stubborn,
Stubborn to the core?
Is it your way or the highway?

Then the longest winter is on her way
You called her without knowing it
And now it's too late

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Writer(s): DAVID SHANNON BAZAN