I'm drifting out of your eyes
Writing these lines that are slowly turning bad
The river took me now and you can't
Cry out my image so sad


The snow scene took me to it's own
Just like every desperate heart should go
And I don't feel ashamed, for the years I lived, I adore
But my heart died years before

I will be a whisper in the dark
As the river is sadly flowing on
Between these lines you can see my eyes
And the storyline cries my tears


The snow scene took me to it's own
Just like every desperate heart should go
And I don't feel ashamed, for the years I lived, I adore
But my heart died years before

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