February

Spring is blowing in on a chilly morning breeze
 A cold reminder winter soon will be a memory
 Branches old and bare await their promised bloom
 They paint a maze above me to illustrate my gloom
 February
 February reminds me that winter's behind me
 And the flowers of another spring
 Will come and I'll have nothing to show
 Snow is all around reflecting moon's white face
 He knows that it will fade when the March sun melts it all away
 February
 February reminds me that winter's behind me
 And the flowers of another spring
 Will come and I'll have nothing to show
 And every month that passes by
 I feel even more alone
 Guess when you said forever
 You meant you were never coming home
 The brittle leaves are singing me gently off to sleep
 The night wind whispers secrets she thought that she could keep
 February
 February reminds me that winter's behind me
 And the flowers of another spring
 Will come and I'll have nothing to show