Winter Wind

he was a winter wind she was a summer flower she'll blossom and re-begin he'll blow her away and fall into april showers this street that we walk upon leading us to tomorrow holds past dreams all come undone with love in our hearts, we step into all our sorrow floating up beyond the moon falling down will come too soon land upon a weeping willow if it's all just meant to be let it's branches cradle me hold me close, oh weeping willow tree now is the time of your life to hold on