How strange that winter is over

You should know this house by now
Broken-down and unkempt somehow
Tree sways like a dancer
God bless the cancer inside me
While I wait

And I remember the bakery
With the cinnamon buns
And I remember the apple tree
In the backyard
But now I feel I've lost myself
Things aren't how they seemed they'd be
Still I lie awake and alone
God bless the cancer inside me
While I wait