Good or Bad

Winter winds her way around the corner, Leaves falling down in my front yard, Green to red to orange to brown, As they return to the ground, It's just a part of the natural cycles, The ebb and the flow, The good and the bad, The ones that we love, And the ones that we hate, Is it true that you said it was never too late, To come back home, After all these years, When you were alone, x 2 After all this time, After all this life, It's the early evening, As the sky becomes dark, And I couldn't stop the words for what they held, Was all that hard, To be,