The snow won't stick to the weeping willows 
the cold air won't blow open the windows 
You've made it through the storm this far 
You can do this, dear, it won't be hard 
The snow won't stick to the weeping willows 

There will be tomorrow 
the sun will light a sea of sorrow 
Tonight it set and took our friend 
If I could do one thing, I'd bring him back 
Snow won't stick to the weeping willows 

Summer was painted on our skin 
and those secrets hidden in our childish lips 
they would die for a kiss 

Fall was always left in your eyes 
just a fleck of yellow light 
like the sunrise 
like the twilight