Like a curtain being drawn upon a room
You, disappear from view
Like the grey, edging out the blue
You, disappear from view.
And is it gonna be
A long, hard
winter?
And is it gonna be
A long, hard
winter?
Like clouds rolling in, of the sea
The way, the way you are to me
Like the leaves, darkening their hue
You, disappear from view.
And is it gonna be
A long, hard
winter?
And is it gonna be
A long, hard
winter?
You, disappear form view
disappear from view
disappear from view
You, disappear from view
disappear from view
disappear from view
from view
