I stand there on that cold winter hill, and every thing is ver very still. Wondering why its love that kills. A month goes by and now its spring, and the birds start to sing. Even with the joy this season may bring. I still feel like im holding onto life by a string. Then summer rolls in and me and you start to talk. I find out your with somebody else and my heart feels like a cold hard rock, but we still continue to talk. We fell in love and then were together. I hoped it was for ever, but then fall comes in and we part. I guess that move i made wasnt to smart. Now i sit here all alone as still as a stone. I wish i could just get my lifeback on track. I would do any thing to get you back...