February Snow

I lost my head. I lost my heart. You hit me with your long face, You hit me with the cold I lost my head. I lost it whole. You hit me with your long face, You hit me the cold. And there's only so many conversations you can have, Oh there's only so many conversations you can have, Before words twist and turn As they fall upon the ears I did not earn They twist and turn as I fall into the arms I don't deserve, Cause if your only words you're not mine alone. You are future and past But not flesh and bone. And If I'm only words I'm not yours alone I am future and past But not yours to own If your only words your not mine to keep You're a thing that exists In a sentence I speak And it's funny how a name can change over time. From friend, to lover, to was once mine. February snow. The trees wore you like a dress You left me high, you left me dry, You melted to this mess. And february snow. You covered hills, you covered roads. You hid the gray, you hid the green. You hid my mind from me This body of evidence, this body of lies, This blanket of white Couldn't help to disguise This body of evidence This body of lies Is growing tired.