First Snow - Craft Spells

All of the rain, from your face

It washed away his awful games

Onto the ground, you crawl

You just want to feel his honest touch

Then the morning came, and it went

Then you’re left with no one else again

Only to yourself, you wept

You’re relieved to be yourself again

Don’t bring yourself down, the wind will pick you up again

You owe it to yourself, enough to hurt yourself again

The only way to feel so free

The rain has slowly died again

Into his arms you long

You just want to feel his honest touch

Then the morning came, and it went

Then you’re left with no one else again

Only to yourself, you wept

You’re relieved to be yourself again

Don’t bring yourself down, the wind will pick you up again

You owe it to yourself, enough to hurt yourself again