Birthday

There's a face in the trees, listening to me

After so many weeks, I still hear it in my sleep

Did you miss me when I left, you were cold as cold can get

Still no sunset, could ever take my breath

Lights on the trees, blinding and brief

Head's all diseased, thinking of me

Did you see me where I gone, under mountains of ice and snow

I believe it's in the dawn, the frost or some righted wrong

Well, up, up and away, it's my birthday