Hey baby we ain't talking

That's alright by me

Can't say I haven't thought about the door

But here I stand today

Turning older winter's colder

Frosty window pane

Spring slowly welcomes wonder in

The willing the water the rain

But I love you more 

With every road we've traveled

And it hurts for sure

When I become unraveled

Two lovers one discovers

Harmony’s turn to shine

Leaving half of these paintings on the wall

It’s all been by design

And I'll be wild

And you become the dancer

The golden child

Who always had the answer

But I love you more

With every road we've traveled

And it hurts for sure

When I become unraveled