Winter i feel stupid now
In my house that has no walls
With a soul that was the prisoner
Of the early songs i know
Spring it's getting better now
I don't scare myself to d**h
I will follow your footprints to
All the places that i've missed
Summer here we go again
While we feed ourselves some light
While we are holding a stranger's hand
On a rooftop late at night
Autumn you are back somehow
I still recognize your face
But where are all your children gone
Are they trading memories