Crossing the snowbridge,
oh, it did take me back,
to a simpler time,
when my dream came true.
As the snow flakes did fall,
I could see each one come and go,
each more beautiful than the last,
and yet not as beautiful as the next,
and so life went, so unbelievably,
but I did believe, for I could see
it was so real,
so very real.
But time, it took it's toll,
and stole my dream away,
and this, I could not believe,
as it disappeared before my very eyes.
And I watched it slowly melt
with no power but to watch
in horror, as the beautiful flakes,
turned to water, then vapor
floating up and out of reach,
reach as I tried with all my might.
Oh, snowbridge,
crossing you today,
seeing your flakes once more fall,
left empty place deep in my soul
hurting evermore
