Winter
I waited,
waited too long,
for the perfect person to come along.
I lost many springs,
and many a dreary winter.
I woke up on the first day of a new summer,
and there you were,
hiding in the mirror all along
I waited,
waited too long,
for the perfect person to come along.
I lost many springs,
and many a dreary winter.
I woke up on the first day of a new summer,
and there you were,
hiding in the mirror all along