Snow Storm

I wake up to every kind of painting in my head
Honest , I can not find the way to a good day
It’s not a sin to let it weigh heavy on your mind
But it’s a sin to go and deny yourself the sign

I’ll believe you’ll be mine
I’ll believe we’ll be just fine
Like the seasons are changing
Life’s rearrange and align
That’s right, I’ll believe you’re the one

It kept falling magic kind of feathers all through the night
Darling, wake up to see our painting all white
The canvas’ blank and the slate and the conscience is wiped clean
This is a present from the past to the future be

I’ll believe you’ll be mine
I’ll believe we’ll be just fine
Like the seasons are changing
Life’s rearrange and align
That’s right, I’ll believe you’re the one