The sun is too bright on the
February snow.
It glints so harsh and
unforgiving,
but I have you,
and you have me,
and isn’t that all that we need
in the end?
The sun is too bright on the
February snow.
It glints so harsh and
unforgiving,
but I have you,
and you have me,
and isn’t that all that we need
in the end?