I give up and slow down
Beside a rapid stream
I feel cold close my eyes
Speed through inciting dreams
A soft breeze on my skin
Sweet taste on my tongue
Merging moves in brisk air
Can feel the summer sun
I control my weird mind
And my voice within
My concealed fear to fail
Will never end
Between truth and bare lie
There is a whispering:
Let's get down to bra** tacks
Will you confess a sin
Solid ground, lucid sky
I dwell in cosy times
Fooling sounds, soft and calm
Touch my ear like wind chimes
I look up and remain
Still hear the rapid stream
Like a prayer without words
Affecting silent dreams
There's a bash in my head
Welcome reality
I would like to get out
With dignity
Between truth and bare lie
There is a whispering:
Let's get down to bra** tacks
Will you confess a sin
Tell my why
I should try
I want to come to
When winter comes tomorrow
I want to come to you
My mellow bleeding heart
I want to come to
When winter comes tomorrow
I want to come to you
My frozen bleeding heart
For a new start
A new world made of snow
A new life made of snow