Won’t catch a ray of sunlight
If it’s not the clouds, she’s staring at the moon
She said, “The future is now history,
The ending of my years arrives too soon”
Darkness absorbing all the light
Drifting into everlasting night
Facing all the love that hope can bring
But she can’t see spring
No she can’t see spring
Snowdrops in the winter
A flower grows between the cracked concrete
But she’s searching for the daffodils
And grass that grows right underneath her feet
I’m not saying that I understand
But God I’m trying, I’m holding out my hand,
To live in spite, in spite of everything
But she can’t see spring
No she can’t see spring
The ground on which we fight on
Is battered with tears of angry ways
I don’t posses the answers
But I can say, “I’m sure there’ll be better days”
Convoluted circles turning grief
Doesn’t turn doubt into disbelief
The morning sun will not change a thing
But she can’t see spring
No she can’t see spring
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