She's staring
She's traveling
In our drawing scene
She's traveling
High gra**
Evening twilight
In a storm
You leave the crowd
In our nights , our sleep
When it's cold and grey
You wish all your fears
Could just blow away
Sunday
Pensive sorrow
When you draw away
In our songs
Starkness
(in the ) midnight silence
You're still traveling
In our thoughts
You're still in our thoughts when it's fall
In the movement of our coats when it's blowing