[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:]Orb [00:00.00]The snow won't stick to the weeping willows [00:05.29]the cold air won't blow open the windows [00:09.88]You've made it through the storm this far [00:13.23]You can do this, dear, it won't be hard [00:15.80]The snow won't stick to the weeping willows [00:21.81]There will be tomorrow [00:25.33]the sun will light a sea of sorrow [00:30.05]Tonight it set and took our friend [00:32.72]If I could do one thing, I'd bring him back [00:35.40]Snow won't stick to the weeping willows [00:41.30]Summer was painted on our skin [00:44.56]and those secrets hidden in our childish lips [00:47.05]they would die for a kiss [00:51.41]Fall was always left in your eyes [00:53.60]just a fleck of yellow light [00:56.81]like the sunrise [00:59.17]like the twilight