Winter has come
The leaves have all departed
Only the bones of trees remain
A girl on a swing, alone and broken hearted
dangles between frozen chains

Her life is a string of dreams and disappointments
how she got here she'll never know
Deeply she aches for someone she can cling to
as tears tunnel down through the snow

Chorus
So many broken and time won't heal their heartaches
When will their answer be revealed
There is a beacon who drives away their darkness
Turn to the cross upon the hill

The girl on a swing is quickened by a whisper
drifting along the bitter breeze
She does not see her Savior weeping with her
calling her name through the trees

Chorus

From somewhere inside a voice of peace and comfort
pierces the armor of her shame
Nothing to lose she lifts her hands to heaven
Head bowed she calls out His name

Chorus

Are you lonely? Are you empty? Turn to Me and be filled
Are you broken? Are you weary? Turn to Me and be healed