A Cold Windy Night

The cold
The wind
They're rushing
They storm through the window
The window of my heart
I remember
You sitting there
With Your guitar
You play
Your sweet melody
I fell asleep
To your sound
And then
You're gone
I came there again
Will you be there
On a cold windy day
In March
The wind rushing through
Violently
Like the way I feel
About you
Will you be there
On a cold windy day
In March