Spring Will Come

This town is so quiet. It's cold here tonight. Snowflakes are falling underneath the streetlights. Wiping a tear white like snow outside. Whispering softly, "Please don't cry." Mm. Spring will come. Mm. Spring will come. I don't know how, but somehow, Spring will come. Snow angels lie in the glistening snow. But sometimes they fly where they shouldn't go. Thoughts and prayers, layer by layer. Covering up, but it isn't enough. Sorrow can't thaw the icy tomorrow. But all that I know is flowers will grow Again. Ah. Spring will come. Ah. Spring will come. I don't know how, but somehow, Spring will come. So help put on their coat, find the biggest Sled. Fill mugs of hot cocoa, tuck them in Bed. Sing them a silly song about being a Friend. Tell them 'bout seasons, How winter will end. And Spring will come. Ah. Spring will come. Ah. Spring will come. Ah. Spring will come. I don't know how, but somehow, Spring will come. Oh.