I look out my day dream door
I wished you to come to me in my dreams, and then by day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay... The hopeless longing of the day.
Inside of me there is snow melting down, and lots of mud and slush around,
I know the grass will surely sprout and birds and flowers will come about.
But why oh why does it take so long.?
I'm sure the calendar can't be wrong.
Someday Sunshine will fill my heart with cheer
I wish that winter are really here.
Wake up.!
close the door.!
