I think I can tell you
What it is you need to know,
Though perhaps I'll be too
Vague
How I felt in March, when
From the sky came falling snow
Compared to how I feel
Today
You're a clever man and I know
That everything should show
A little clue; they have their part
To play
I feel selfish, then cold,
Isolated, it's old
This wasn't the best way
To say
