Sadness As a Gift

One, two And one, two, three, four You and I both know There is nothing more to say Chance has shut her shining eyes And turned her face away Leaning on the windowsill You could write me someday, and I think you will We could see the sadness as a gift And still feel too heavy to hold Snow fallin' I try to keep from callin' Watch the spring turn to winter Fireflies all frozen The seasons go so fast Thinking that this one was gonna last Maybe the question was too much to ask Been searching for your eyes All I see is blue skies And that old man beats his crooked cane It's time to let go Leaning on the windowsill You could write me someday, and I bet you will We could see the sadness as a gift and still The seasons go so fast Thinking that this one was gonna last Maybe the question was too much to ask You and I could see into the same eternity Every second brimming with a majesty Oh, kiss so sweet, so fine You could hear the music inside my mind And you showed me a place I'll find Even when I'm old Just leaning on the windowsill You could write me someday, and I hope you will We could see the sadness as a gift and still The seasons go so fast Thinking that this one was gonna last Maybe the question was too much to ask