So I guess I was mistaken
But I guess I'll never know
You were always flying higher
And I always flew so low
In dreams, you float around my window
Gently tapping me awake
But I'm so afraid of flying
Your wings keep me from your grace
And soon come springtime
You'll be gone and I'll be here
Your winter dress left behind you
And the moment disappears
A stain is all that's left of you