It would be easier if she realized If she looked within herself It's not hard to see that the flowers have withered The leaves have fallen, and what remains Is an endless cold breeze of winter She can't see (she doesn't want to see) And that only adds to her pain (her fear) Of an ending that's already determined Tuesday morn, another sleepless eve concludes (yeah) Solitary in the quiet, only I and the murmuring zephyr That asserts its passage through the casement Reminding ever of your absence (absent evermore) We're miscommunicating, crashing over the ground (crashing down) Aggressively overspeaking, fatal flaws, it's a vice I've been tiptoeing, walking slowly over a frozen pond (cracking out) Feels like I'm just waiting for the cracks on the ice Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster There's no blossom season this time, inner winter There's no blossom season this time, inner winter Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster There's no blossom season this time, inner winter We're miscommunicating, crashing over the ground (crashing down) Aggressively overspeaking, fatal flaws, it's a vice I've been tiptoeing, walking slowly over a frozen pond (cracking out) Feels like I'm just waiting for the cracks on the ice Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster There's no blossom season this time, inner winter Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster (Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster) There's no blossom season this time, inner winter (There's no blossom season this time, inner winter) Nevermore