Spring was what we aimed for

I feel the whispers of the breeze,
In this cold night in Cottonview,
Will you ever think of me again?
Spring was what we aimed for

Winter feels like infinity, you know
you locked the door from the inside

The inside, shattered in pieces
And the storm rages on the inside
The inside, shattered in pieces
And the storm unleashes on the inside

Spring was what we aimed for
Spring was what we aimed for