CERTAIN THINGS There is something about you Hit me like an addiction I stretched my hand And you kept coming for it But how could the earth That unwakened me from they slumber Chase my icy form ? Is it the whisper of secrets that keep the winter chilling Is it the core of your soul You after ? Or is it about the seasonal love we promised each other That you failing to keep ? There is something about you That allows me to come back But the sun has come telling of warmth Allow your sand self to be bruised by the sunbeams And hold on to my memories In the form of watery tears Above them in your earthly self And wait for me to come back Our love is a seasonal serenade, a melody that echoes through the years, Only returns with winter's snow