I wish everything outside was alive and green… sometimes I long for the beauty of spring.
I want it to rain.
I want to feel the thunder shaking the ground at my feet… and see lightning flashing bright across the sky.
Maybe it might wash all which is wrong with the world away.
Bring in the chance for a new day.
If only winter could lie.
Instead everything is cold and dead outside… its like looking into a mirror of whats inside.