Remember when we were young
Our imagination was all that ever meant to us
Remember when differences never mattered
But we have learned to notice all of them
And we make comparisons
All that we don't understand
Waiting for the snowfall
Summer feels so long ago
But it still lives on in us
Keeping us from the cold
But when we are all alone
Deep inside, for all of us
We all want someone to love and call our own
We all want to be somewhere we call our home
Waiting for the snowfall
Summer feels so long ago
Darkness is in front of us
And the chill is coming on
But a change is beautiful
Eventually the scene will slow
We will find someone to love, who makes us whole
We will end up together, a place called home