
作词 : Deb Talan
作曲 : Deb Talan
Planted under frozen snow
With voices soft and spoken low
As ice that hardens, winds that blow
Are questions asked but no one answers.
I don’t think that Winter can, but Summer will.
Reach for me, I wish he would
Past all the pasts and ends and shoulds
There’s something here, I know it’s good
It grows so carefully in glances.
I don’t think that Winter can, but Summer will.
Do you, do you know how it feels?
To feel again, to feel real again.
Do you, do you feel it too?
These small seeds pushing up the ground, from so far down
I don’t think that Winter can, but Summer will.
Grief returns like falling snow
It lines the windows of my home
Its beauty like a weathered bone
I call on friends to warm me, warm me inside...
‘Cause I don’t think that winter can, but Summer will.