Early awakening. Another sign of spring.

Once again time to let go.

Falling to the floor, reaching for the door.

And we think of all the times we tried to get away

Chorus :

Winter calling now

Stillness all around

Faintly whispers of your fears

Sighing our regrets and hoping we will forget

Images pass through our minds (of all the feelings left behind)

I will not fall victim to the sign of winter crashing in

Chorus

Your fears, your fears, your fears.