The long winter turns to spring
Given time and every cherished memory
A rich life lived on the wing
You still fly with those we cannot see
And though you're long since gone
You still come to me from time to time
The tides will always have their way
On separate seas our ships were sometimes sailing
But when we harboured in the bay
We'd share our lives and it seemed we'd always have the time
Deep down we knew it was borrowed time
We always knew we'd run out of time
Now time has helped the pain to fade
But it became an ache dull and enduring
Regret becomes the sharpest blade
Though you're long since gone
You still come to me sometimes my friend
I'm still missing you... my old friend
I'm still missing you... my old friend
The long winter turns to spring
The bittersweet blossoming of memories