Well that storm came in and blew her away again and I just watched. She's here today and gone again. With her around I don't even set my clock. She's sweet like the summertime and at the same time bitter like the snow. And as I held her in my arms I knew it was soon she'd be headed for the road.
So goodbye my changing wind. I'm sure I will see you again. You'll come around just long enough to get your taste of love and then you'll go. Then you'll go.
Columbia College Chicago.
Live & Performing Arts Management Major.