The snow drifts lie like bears asleep as the moon she tries and sees
Through the clouds that waltz before her and the forest through the trees
I wander amongst the ruins of what now seems but a dream
Where once our spirits danced like leaves cast upon a stream
The shadows change their shapes and wants before my watchful gaze
I run my fingers down your note and think back to those days
We’d built a fire together that should have burned a thousand years
Unfazed by winds of wonder withstanding doubt and tears
You said you’d make it clear to me on how I could win your heart
That you’d write me a note explaining how we’d never part
You’d gone to town that mornin and left me before I woke
Perhaps if you’d waited for me, my heart would not be broke
I found the note a lil wet and the ink had run it’s course
It looked like your handwriting if you’d written it in Norse
It’s what should happen when one tucks the note under a coaster
Your unclear directions are why my ****’s stuck in this toaster
Oh, and I burnt down the house