Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?

Do you remember when everything played?

The days flew by and all the music we’d trade?

It was all that mattered then and now

I look back and I can’t think of how

We traded away our dreams of eternity

snorting enough sugar to make our nose bleed

forgetting that lyrics can bring you home

make you the healer of your own wounded soul?

My eyes are not perfect, but see perfectly well

You wouldn’t know heaven since you’re hooked on your hell

I cannot stop you now or then

I will no longer pull you in

But I will say this, before I end

It has truly been my honor to be your friend