Every December sky
Must lose its faith in leaves
And dream of the spring inside the trees
How heavy the empty heart
How light the heart that's full
Sometimes I have to trust
What I can't know
Sometimes I have to trust
What I can't know
We're walking to paradise
The angels lend us shoes
'Cause all that we own, we'll come to lose
And heaven is not so far
Outside this womb of words
With every rose that blooms
My soul is assured
Just like a song I've known
Yet still unheard
And every leaf of fire lets go
Melting in the arms of earth and snow
And if I could hold you now
You'd enter like a sigh
You'd be the wind that blows
The answer to "Why"
You'd be the spring-filled trees of
Every December sky