they call her blossom they call her winterstorm they call her blade sharp they call her soft and silky like a rock to the ground she falls hard harder then them all like a colourful butterfly she flies high higher then them all they call her winterstorm when someone s hurting she will be the one crying the most when someone s happy she will be the one dancing the wildest dance she ll be the one dancing she ll be the one dancing she ll be the one dancing the wildest dance she ll be the one dancing be the one dancing be the one dancing the wildest dance they call her blossom they call her winterstorm they call her blade sharp they call her soft and silky