Staring out the window she’s calmly waiting
Confiding, silently
Searching the sky as if for a sign
She’s waiting on someone
Is it the sun?
Is it the sun?
Only she knows
Tracing the lines of a winter’s mind
She won’t be long
Eyes opened wide to a darkness inside
But what does she see?
Is it the sun?
Is it the sun?
Only she knows
