I’ll take our snowball of memories, and put them in my freezer to enjoy in all of the seasons.

I, am a compass.
I do not guide you, and I do not point your friends in the right direction.
I do not tell you what to do when you’re lost.
I, am my compass.
I know where I am, and I know where I want to go.

I, am a compass.
I tell myself which way to go, but sometimes, I’d rather not know.
Sometimes I’d rather not know, and sometimes that just might show.

Now is a new direction.
What was, was great, and I’m sad to see it didn’t last.
Now it’s on to something new, I can’t wallow in the past.
Nobody can know, maybe new will be great, maybe it’ll go by just as fast.
Maybe, just maybe, it’ll be even better, and I’ll have a blast.

The end was bitter, but the end was so sweet.
The next beginning might be better, but I’ll still cherish all the people I meet.
Maybe the next beginning will be great, maybe, maybe, but with open arms, I’ll be ready to greet.

I’ll miss the way things are.
That’s true.
But maybe the next beginning will raise the bar.
I know that we’ll still be there, we’ll never be apart by very far.
But it might not be the same.
It might not be the same, but are we aren’t to blame.
I know that every day, I’ll still end up saying your name.
I know that every day, I’ll still smile because you came.
I know that every day, It’ll still be fun, like a lion, unable to be tame.

I know I’ll never forget, and I know that a few beginnings down the road, we’ll make a symphony that the whole world will be able to see.

In that one hour, us, we’ve got power.
I’ll miss that one hour, but we’ll have many more.
That one hour opened up a whole new door.

I know that the end won’t be the end, but the beginning of a new beginning.
Things won’t be the same, but don’t worry, we will unite again.
Me, well, maybe I’m just not adapted to change, although if it weren’t for change, I wouldn’t have had this opportunity.

Change, you’ve treated me well.
Change, for you, i’ll always sell.

I love what we’ve had.
It happened, and I’m so glad.
It’s over, in a way, and that makes me slightly sad.
It’s over, in a way, and that makes me feel slightly bad.
Now it won’t be the same, but it’ll still be great.

An end is ever an end, it’s just the beginning of something new.
There’s never an end in my life, and that’s true.

I know that I can confidently say that this isn’t the end, it’s our new beginning.

I’m glad we made it everything we possibly could.
Our memories have snowballed into something so good.