He sits up in that empty castle,
Dreaming of her, of the girl he fell in love with.
The last time he saw her
They parted their seperate ways because of society.

"Incomplete and all alone"

It snows down on the town below,
Where his love has lived all her life.
From the moment he laid eyes on her,
To the moment they left, he's loved her.
He never quite understood love,
Until he met her.

"If he weren't up there now....."

He loves her dearly, and she loves the snow.
He makes it snow just for her.
Each snowflake is sent with love
For his darling from his heart.

The snow falls, softly,
Kissing the grass and trees.
Laying lazily on the pavement.
He's her snow angel atop the mountain,
Sifting the snow through his hands,
Down to her little town.

"....it wouldn't be snowing."

--JustAnEmptySoul (aka. Dana)