How can a world be crushed while another goes on
How can good old friends pass away too young
How can one door open as another stays closed
How can good get beat when it felt so close
I don't know how to feel about the Winter
Because I'm told it gets warm after December
There's a reason for everything so I've been told
That the Lord's got a plan even when it gets cold
But through this tear-stained face it's hard to see
How the good God above is trying to use me
I don't know how to feel about the Winter
But I'm told it gets warm after December
I'm not sure if I trust what I remember
Sitting here alone freezing in November
Sitting here alone freezing in November
