by Britt Treece

another worst day
cry all night
and wander aimlessly
a season for everything
Lord, let spring come

my broken heart
I'm sick inside
I'm tired
I'm tired of my life

my broken heart won't go away when you do
I know me and I know you
they can't change my love
and I can't hide my hate
do you remember?
will we make up for all those days we waste?

a season for everything
I'm tired of this winter in my life
renew our frozen love
Lord, let spring come