Arion Fickel - Shapes Lyrics

Weather now is changing
Wind is howling cold
The sun is setting sooner
And the sky is painted gold
And I'll look into my garden
And I'll reap now what I've sown
But I don't see a thing growing
And I know I know
I shouldn't have let go
Winter has come calling
Feel the cold beneath my feet
And I try to keep the warmth in
I watch my breath escaping me
And I look into my garden
And I thought I saw you there
It was nothing but a shadow
And I know I know
Nothings set in stone
Sleep now
Your tossing and turning
And lying awake in your bed
Stare at the ceiling
And watch the shapes form in your head
Tossing and turning
And lying awake in your bed
Stare at the ceiling
And watch the shapes form in your head