Once I was happy with the snow
Now all I feel is the cold
I'd wake with expectation
Now all I am is old

I remember being happy
Blissful forgetfulness of dreams
Coming true in such an ugly world
Now its as if its never been

Things change they say
But this agony does not
Years are passing me by
And the waiting is all I've got

I put my hope back on the shelf
Maybe some day I'll take it down
Right now I'm just going through the motions
Just trying to be around

It feels like Heaven is silent
And yet I should not complain
I can't find any answers here
Just the questions all remain

I'm not angry all the time
I'm just trying to get by
But all I feel is the spaces
The divide between you and I