With the sunrise
I felt a chill and saw winter’s first signs
Anticipation, Preparation for the ice cold
Little did I know just what this forecast foretold
Where I would go, where I would find home

Something else has changed with the seasons
As the leaves fall with the cold winds–/
And I remember the moment it began
Guess it got a bit out of hand–/

‘Cause I can’t stand out here waiting
For someone to stop the hail
And I can’t lie in this coffin
While holding the hammer and nail
I can’t expect you to save me
To rescue these feelings
I don’t know what to do
When you’ve become someone
Someone new

And it happens every few years
With each cycle comes new fears
I’ve been on dry land for so long
I forgot about all the tears

But I’m learning how to sail without a fleet
How to stand on my own feet
Looking up at the flash of stormy seas
I feel the lightning course through me

Something else has changed with the seasons
As the lakes freeze, I’m an o-cean–/
And I remember the moment it began
All that I couldn’t un-der-stand–/

‘Cause I can’t stand out here waiting
For someone to stop the hail
And I can’t lie in this coffin
While holding the hammer and nail
I can’t expect you to save me
To rescue these feelings
I don’t know what to do
When you’ve become someone
Someone new

(I don’t recognize who you are)

From your saccharine words rotting your teeth
Tell me what am I supposed to believe
When your smile seems taped to your cheeks
What facade are you donning for me?

Suspicion overcame me
A resolution so bittersweet

Something else has changed with the seasons
As the leaves fall with the cold winds–/
And I remember the moment it began
Guess it got a bit out of hand–/

‘Cause I can’t stand out here waiting
For someone to stop the hail
And I can’t lie in this coffin
While holding the hammer and nail
I can’t expect you to save me
To rescue these feelings
Now I know what to do
I will become someone…

Someone who is used to the stillness of waters
I’m renewed, I won’t run away from my own solitude
I’m the moon, the earth, the solstice, the cycle
I’m renewed, I won’t mourn about what’s lost
When I’m someone new

I’m someone new–/ Ooh