Loneliness is a blue umbrella A battered, tattered blue umbrella Left to sulk in a grimy corner Forgotten in the shadows Faded to an almost gray Worn down and broken Loneliness is a blue umbrella A battered, tattered blue umbrella
Winter is the ugliest season Everything is dead And cold The world is barren Slush fills the sidewalk cracks Cold air fills your lungs Bare trees Slippery ice Winter is the ugliest season
Thank you for always being there for me When I was never there for you Thank you for always caring for me When I never cared for you Thank you for always putting me first When I could never do the same Thank you for loving me When I only loved myself Thank your for teaching me To love what I have When I have it And not when It's long gone