When the Season Ends

try and make something of nothing like you thought of me before this and walk to see the outside of you while i could meet you there, i'd rather dream just to be sure when the season ends, you'll see what we want and when i stand beneath the fall, glazed in red, still you're above us all while we turn into the unknown the morning light stays and still grows do you remember under the ice? if i could meet you there, i'd rather dream just to be sure when the season ends, you'll see what we want and when i stand beneath the fall, glazed in red, still you're above us all