Sadness As A Gift

Two

A one, two, three, four

You and I both know

There is nothing more to say

Chance has shut her shining eyes

And turned her face away

Leaning on the windowsill

You could write me someday, and I think you will

We could see the sadness as a gift and still

Feel too heavy to hold

Snow fallin'

I try to keep from callin'

Watch the spring turn to winter

Fireflies all frozen

The seasons go so fast

Thinking that this one was gonna last

Maybe the question was too much to ask

Been searching for your eyes

All I see is blue skies

And that old man beats his crooked cane

It's time to let go

Leaning on the windowsill

You could write me someday, and I bet you will

We could see the sadness as a gift and still

The seasons go so fast

Thinking that this one was gonna last

Maybe the question was too much to ask

You and I could see into the same eternity

Every second brimming with a majesty

Oh, kiss so sweet, so fine

You could hear the music inside my mind

And you showed me a place

I'll find even when I'm old

Just leaning on the windowsill

You could write me someday, and I hope you will

We could see the sadness as a gift and still

The seasons go so fast

Thinking that this one was gonna last

Maybe the question was too much to ask