Looking outside, everything just seems so barren All I see is covered in white, cold and frozen Seeing the flame in the fireplace about to die So is my hope, my will to live by and by Come spring as I see the plants and the flowers grow As I watch the birds fly, as I hear rivers flow I am reminded that life is not always dull And that I am not alone, someone loves me in full As the white, shiny mountaintops begin to melt And summer's distinct heat demands to be felt So is my faith, burning for I'm wrapped in His love And I know I will be well if it's what I have Green leaves turn orange, seeing them fall from the tree So is the sinner falling, that sinner is me But as beautiful as the bright colours of fall Is His love for the falling sinner, His love for all Now as I face yet another toiling winter I have hope that things will and can get better For His hands to me he will willingly lend And His love is greater than I can comprehend.