Lyrics: A sprig of green, forgotten, frail, Dangling low, a mournful tale. A kissless branch, in winter's hold, Awaiting touch, a story untold. Chorus: The world walks by, with eyes of glass, Their laughter breaks, like brittle grass. You wait below, the wilted bow, For love to claim, you, even now. Verse2: In dreams, a touch, a warmth untold, A story unfolds, a dream. Yet in the cold, a hope does fade, A lonely heart, in shadows laid. Chorus: The world walks by, with eyes of glass, Their laughter breaks, like brittle grass. You wait below, the wilted bow, For love to claim, you, even now. Bridge: From this place, of ice and stone, A whisper rings, you are not alone. A silent King, once stood below, Beneath a crown, of mistletoe. Chorus: The world walks by, with eyes of glass, Their laughter breaks, like brittle grass. You wait below, the wilted bow, For love to claim, you, even now. Outro: In the stillness, a hope takes flight, A star shines bright, through darkest night. For dawn will break, and shadows flee, As light returns, eternally.