Winter turns to spring, and I still feel the sting.

I'm stuck out here and the snow is falling
I cannot help but to wonder where you are
Because when I look to the sky
Undoubtedly, the wind blows you into my mind
Your heart must have gotten lost
It got lost in this grey, dreary hue
You must have took mine along too
I can't feel anything anymore

I'm stuck out here and winter is coming to a close
I long to feel the harsh words I had spoken melt away
To dissolve, just like the frost from the bitter winter
But they remain frozen solid
Flowers are beginning to bloom
And the clouds are clearing the myriad of blue
I just wish I knew
Why?
Why you?