Words we had said   Grew in my head    Colored I thought    Send me to bed      Lost memories   Grew into trees   Cover the doors   Swallow the key      Winters have come and gone you know   Winters have come and gone you know   But I’ll miss you young and free   For a dance round the memory tree      Said I forgot   But I did not   Dreams we have had   Play in my head      Did we believe,   The cry of the wind?   Did we regret?    Would we forget?      Winters have come and gone you know   Winters have come and gone you know   But I’ll miss you young and sweet   For a dance round the memory tree