My sadness walks alongside me, a shadow I cannot outrun
With eyes that hold the ocean's depths and mirror the setting sun
It whispers stories of what's been lost, of aspirations faded away
A constant presence in my heart that keeps me awake
My sadness is a winter tree, stripped bare by mindless chilly winds
Where frozen tears cling to the branches, and silence always wins
But deep within the roots remain, a promise of the spring
A hope that life will bloom again, and joy will finally sing
The landscape blurs, a canvas gray, painted with tears I've cried
Haunted by faded photographs, of moments I cannot hide
The ghosts of laughter and promises, dance in the swirling smoke
A bittersweet symphony, of words that were never spoke
My sadness is a winter tree, stripped bare by mindless chilly winds
Where frozen tears cling to the branches, and silence always wins
But deep within the roots remain, a promise of the spring
A hope that life will bloom again, and joy will finally sing
But deep within the roots remain, a promise of the spring
A hope that life will bloom again, and joy will finally sing