God's Snow
Some days I am empty
Some days I am full
Sometimes I run out
Sometimes I rush in
Some days I am sick
Some days I am well
Some days I just can't tell
Dreams of God's Snow
Only I missed the fall
By being asleep
For waiting too long
These words are as pure
As the slush I trudge through
On days when I am well
I dream of God's Snow
God knows
Why
Some days I am empty
Some days I am full
Sometimes I run out
Sometimes I rush in
Some days I am sick
Some days I am well
Some days I just can't tell
Autor(es): Mark Ramsey Gott