If you love someone, set them free, somethings are just meant to be. Somethings happen for all the wrong reasons, Cause our souls change, just like the seasons. As fall settles in, change is at hand, it's Gods will all across the land. As cold comes around, and ice takes hold I fell dreary bleakness, deep in my soul As winter digs in, all sullen and grey, I pray," Dear God", Take it away Like snowy winds blowing, ice grips my heart. It must be Gods will to keep us apart. As Spring inches in and starts warming the land. God starts to loosen Winters cold, dead, hand. Like renewing life, hours turn to days. My Spirit is growing like Springs first rays. If you love some one, set them free, somethings are just meant to be. Angels watch from heaven as God ordained them to, If it's True Love it will return to you.