Bittersweet was the cold month of February Couldn't help but wonder if my sweetheart was imaginary Perhaps I made him up through dreams in my mind Through the cold snow I've lost sight of him with no tracks to follow or find Yet, with the sun shining brightly I somehow feel closer He ignites my inner flame and for my heart's song he's the composer I'd patiently wait an eternity with my heart frozen until he melts the ice For love knows not time nor distance and the wait is well worth the sacrifice