Lyrics by Paul Kamm
The fortunes of the spring
are older than the surest words we say
and the ending of the world
has not yet come again today
so promise that you will
or promise that you won’t
that’s ok
Like one more winter rose
blood red on the cold and icy day
always thinking of the sun
and not the weight of the snow that’s in your way
so smile when you can
or one more last chance might get away
You can hold it in your heart
hold it in your hands
one more
one more
one more last chance
It’s an open invitation
and if you want you can come and join the fray
and the storm might never come
so we might as well help out anyway
if you just walk out the door
you just might see the light of day