Spring is blowing in on a chilly morning breeze A cold reminder winter soon will be a memory Branches old and bare await their promised bloom They paint a maze above me to illustrate my gloom February February reminds me that winter's behind me And the flowers of another spring Will come and I'll have nothing to show Snow is all around reflecting moon's white face He knows that it will fade when the March sun melts it all away February February reminds me that winter's behind me And the flowers of another spring Will come and I'll have nothing to show And every month that passes by I feel even more alone Guess when you said forever You meant you were never coming home The brittle leaves are singing me gently off to sleep The night wind whispers secrets she thought that she could keep February February reminds me that winter's behind me And the flowers of another spring Will come and I'll have nothing to show