Every December Sky

Every December sky

Must lose its faith in leaves

And dream of the spring inside the trees

How heavy the empty heart

How light the heart that's full

Sometimes I have to trust

What I can't know

Sometimes I have to trust

What I can't know

We're walking to paradise

The angels lend us shoes

'Cause all that we own, we'll come to lose

And heaven is not so far

Outside this womb of words

With every rose that blooms

My soul is assured

Just like a song I've known

Yet still unheard

And every leaf of fire lets go

Melting in the arms of earth and snow

And if I could hold you now

You'd enter like a sigh

You'd be the wind that blows

The answer to "Why"

You'd be the spring-filled trees of

Every December sky

• Artist:Beth Nielsen Chapman
• Album:Deeper Still