soft hearts will shatter when touched by the frost
frozen hearts melt no matter the cost
melting hearts fused together as one
burning love hot as the sun

colder then stone frozen with pain
smothered by night drenched by the rain
but then the sun shines igniting desire
consuming reason in a funeral pyre

standing alone hidden with shade
watching lovers march in their parade
left on the sidelines with despair in their eyes
waiting for their turn to claim the prize

right before dawn blanketed with dew
soon comes morning shining through
love’s like a sunrise comfort and warm
chasing the shadows after the storm