How can a world be crushed while another goes on How can good old friends pass away too young How can one door open as another stays closed How can good get beat when it felt so close I don't know how to feel about the Winter Because I'm told it gets warm after December There's a reason for everything so I've been told That the Lord's got a plan even when it gets cold But through this tear-stained face it's hard to see How the good God above is trying to use me I don't know how to feel about the Winter But I'm told it gets warm after December I'm not sure if I trust what I remember Sitting here alone freezing in November Sitting here alone freezing in November