I'm completely torn away
by the cold in the air
the cold in my spirit
which feels tired and old
Though those eyes
coloured in the lightest blue
make me search for your heart
which feels warm and gold
When all the things you tried to think were good have suddenly become the source of fear, then at the very place where you first stood has someone dropped an unforgivenlly tear. And on the ground where those now lit the lights I'm standing still but without things to know 'Cause we all be and go just like the tides and can not say: Oh time, I miss you so. Yes, everyhting has changed and not a sign of knowledge here is to be claimed as mine.
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