I guess it all depends,
on the length of your winters and the sin.
I had a friend-
long ago...sing songs and then let go...
again.

I don't think anything could happen,
where I wouldn't really know.
But I guess everything kind of just happens,
and I mostly never know.
You and I sort of just happened...
and then that became a no.
And then my Happiness happened,
I hope it is a state you come to know.

Because there are signs and then desire,
and I guess I have no way to know.
But why do I keep trying?
I think you and I both know.
It doesn't mean it isn't because I'm scared of dying.
But if I don't get to love you again before then-
then I guess I'll never really know.
I just know it's the only thing really worth it-
And when you let it,  I feel like I'm flying
you know?