Winter
When you're left in the cold
And now you're all alone
And you've been ready just to give up
When you've been missing home
And now your path is gone
I think this is what they call winter
Tell me I'll see you tomorrow
Tell me I'll see you again
Tell me that when this fist fight ends, that's in my head
I'll hear your voice instead
'Cause I'll see you tomorrow
I'll see you my friend
Under these broken wings, the silence sings
I know eventually... it must be spring
But first comes winter
When you've been bleeding out
To make your daddy proud
Wishing that he could still be with ya
When you've looked all around
And there's no solid ground
I think this is what they call winter
Tell me I'll see you tomorrow
Tell me I'll see you again
Tell me that when this fist fight ends, that's in my head
I'll hear your voice instead
'Cause I'll see you tomorrow
I'll see you my friend
Under these broken wings, the silence sings
I know eventually
I need some springtime
To break this wall
I need some summer
To catch my fall
I need your tulips
To take me in
I need your sunlight
To touch my withered skin
I need this long, straight road to bend
So tell me I'll see you tomorrow
Tell me I'll see you again
Tell me that when this fist fight ends, that's in my head
I'll hear your voice instead
'Cause I'll see you tomorrow
I'll see you my friend
Under these broken wings, the silence sings
I know eventually... it must be spring
And now you're all alone
And you've been ready just to give up
When you've been missing home
And now your path is gone
I think this is what they call winter
Tell me I'll see you tomorrow
Tell me I'll see you again
Tell me that when this fist fight ends, that's in my head
I'll hear your voice instead
'Cause I'll see you tomorrow
I'll see you my friend
Under these broken wings, the silence sings
I know eventually... it must be spring
But first comes winter
When you've been bleeding out
To make your daddy proud
Wishing that he could still be with ya
When you've looked all around
And there's no solid ground
I think this is what they call winter
Tell me I'll see you tomorrow
Tell me I'll see you again
Tell me that when this fist fight ends, that's in my head
I'll hear your voice instead
'Cause I'll see you tomorrow
I'll see you my friend
Under these broken wings, the silence sings
I know eventually
I need some springtime
To break this wall
I need some summer
To catch my fall
I need your tulips
To take me in
I need your sunlight
To touch my withered skin
I need this long, straight road to bend
So tell me I'll see you tomorrow
Tell me I'll see you again
Tell me that when this fist fight ends, that's in my head
I'll hear your voice instead
'Cause I'll see you tomorrow
I'll see you my friend
Under these broken wings, the silence sings
I know eventually... it must be spring
Credits
Writer(s): Austin Bisnow, Deena Robertson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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