Snowy little cold rock speaks
she smiles at me right under the sun
who knows where the seasons lie
they lie to me and she just smiles

rivers overflow full of wonder
dreaming of "what is the next'"
i laughed my past when i knew it was real
i slapped my face again and again

watch her eyes staring at the night
emphasizing to what's called "coldness"
she hates a change of the seasons
confronting their lies and hypocrisy

snowy little cold rock speaks louder now
makes a tree called me impressed
i feel a pure warm honest attitude
from the one i used to call "cold"

snowy little cold rock speaks...