As the Snow

I say let go But hold on tight Just not too tight --it will be Be alright As we fly I am talking to myself, as the snow Flies like shrapnel I am blinded and i smile At the sting Of everything coming back to me now I-- i am an orphan The natural order Casts a new light where i stand King of the hill Feeling the chill And i offer you my hand For what it's worth The blessing, the curse The things that i don't understand I give them to you To hold onto As you wave look back at me now We go up to come down Aimless and free I pull you close to let go Oooooweeee I will not slow you down I hold on tight As you let go I am waving as you fly You'll be alright, i'll be alright I am talking to myself As the sun pushes through Casting colors and the time Flies with you Nothing i do will bring it Back to me now We go up to come down...