The Hazy Shade of Winter

                                    Sun shining down on me,
                                    From a clear blue sky -
                                    Banishing the biting cold.

                                    Walking through the landscape,,
                                    But not feeling the sun -
                                    Tears are freezing on my cheeks.

                                    Walking alone through the cold,
                                    A cold which arises from my heart,
                                    Pouring on through my veins.

                                    Thinking of long gone days.
                                    Dreaming of long lost dreams.
                                    Feeling my hope slipping away.

                                    Will the sun ever warm me again?
                                    Will the cold ever leave my heart?
                                    Or will it 'ever be like walking in...

                                            ...The Hazy Shade of Winter...