Wither Away

WITHER AWAY - Written by Carroll Bryant

I may be afraid of this world that I made

But I'll never be afraid of love

You might speculate

And my thoughts may be too late

But you'll never be able to escape my love

(For you)

The path is there for all to take

And in my heart I know it will lead me straight

And if by chance you turn your back on me

Then my knowledge will surely bleed

And I to cry

And I to die

And Spring shall be left to dry up

And wither away

The sun will keep you warm

The climate will bring you close to me

The night will separate the past from the future's history

Then tomorrow becomes cold

And dreams become lonely 

The wind will blow away the memories

The snow will cover up the leafs 

The rain washes it away

It washes it all away

Making the future ours to play in

 And if by chance you turn your back on me

Then my knowledge will surely bleed

And I to cry

And I to die

And Spring shall be left to dry up

And wither away

But if by chance you open up your arms to me

My lost hope shall live forever in secrecy 

Until it to be to turn into mold

And wither away

Everything 

Eventually

Haphazardly 

Fades into nothing

And to wither away 

Even dreams