Family.
Blankets of snow,
Several seasons' worth,
What shall I say about you when you are gone?
That your life was a story about regret, I suppose.
Or maybe it's just always winter when I think about you.
Several seasons' worth,
What shall I say about you when you are gone?
That your life was a story about regret, I suppose.
Or maybe it's just always winter when I think about you.