Bottle Yours The Ocean Blue

Bottle your happiness
And put it in jars
Save it for wintertime
And snow

Wrap up your holidays
With ribbons and bows
Stuff them all underneath
Your bed

Bottle yours
As the snow is falling
Bottle yours in your mind
Bottle yours

August remembrance
October, July
'April is the cruelest month'
He wrote

Burn in your bluey stare
Freeze in your smile
Weaving them deep within
My soul

Bottle yours
When the rain starts falling
Bottle yours
In my heart
Bottle yours