May

If I didn't stay, would you turn the page If our love walked away, could you feel the same The letter that you wrote, is molded into me I'd have left this world today, without the month of May If it didn't rain, would we wash away If our trust pushed to shame, could you hold me then? The letter that you wrote, snowed into me I'd have left this world today, without the month of May Without the month of May Without the month of May