Scattered pattern of gold and gray
Reminds me of a darker day
When blankets of black
Gripped forearm and back

Show you a door to the cold world
Running inside, I lean to find
A warm explanation
Of Adam's temptation
In the summer they stay to see
What love is made

Now their absence is older

And they always miss
Those goodbye kisses
That lovers love to give
When running from the cold

Inward is shown
a brighter, but slow
recognition of footsteps
that led you before
when tyranny reigned and ran the inside, of your mind
Confusing the sunshine with the rain: love

Well frosty tears fall from his eyes
You wonder if there's any pain in his sighs
Shudder to fix old man winter's tricks
Run to exit this cold, cold world

And I will remember winter
Remember winter
Remember me....