Winter Song.
“A good friend can make up for all those missing hours of sunlight, so this song and lyrics, hereunder, pay homage to a close winter friendship, rather than like in summer, when the rules of friendship are more free and moderate.”
Vocals: Ingrid Michaelson and Sara Bareilles
Lyrics: American singer-songwriter, and pianist Sara Beth Bareilles and American singer-songwriter and actress Ingrid Michaelson.
Winter Song.
(Also known as the “TWinter Song”)
This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon,
It rolls in from the sea
My voice; a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light,
To carry you to me.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love
They say that things just cannot grow
Beneath the winter snow,
Or so I have been told.
They say were buried far,
Just like a distant star
I simply cannot hold.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
This is my winter song.
December never felt so wrong,
‘Cause you’re not where you belong;
Inside my arms.
I still believe in summer days.
The seasons always change
And life will find a way.
I’ll be your harvester of light
And send it out tonight
So we can start again.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
This is my winter song.
December never felt so wrong,
‘Cause you’re not where you belong;
Inside my arms.
This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea.
My love a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light
To carry you to me.
Is love alive?
END
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