There Is an End

Words disappear Words weren't so clear Only echos passing through the night The lines on my face Your fingers once traced Fading reflection of what was Thoughts rearrange Familiar now strange All my schemes drifting on the wind Spring brings the rain With winter comes pain Every season has an end I'll try to see through the disguise But the clouds were there Blocking out the sun, the sun Thoughts rearrange Familiar now strange All my schemes drifting on the wind Spring brings the rain With winter comes pain Every season has an end There's an end There's an end There's an end There's an end