I don't think I'll make it out alive In the wintertime, I'll die And spring again And spring again Knot the ropes and drop me off the edge When I jump, I'll try to re-ascend And spring again And spring again Like a tree branch, bare skin, I feel the breeze And then I wear down all the wrinkles on your face I wish I wasn't here to take up space But I hope That one day I'll bring gold And make you proud of who I am Yet you don't understand Where I stand Please hold my hand Please understand (Please understand) I don't think I'll make it out alive In the wintertime, I'll die And spring again And spring again Knot the ropes and drop me off the edge When I jump, I'll try to re-ascend And spring again