let the winds erase the past ... for what we had once will no longer last
burn in my sorrow and grieve ... for the love i had with him once was so brief
little heart of mine i shall pick up your pieces again ... you shall not bleed in vain
the snow will hide the traces ... of my love from all the places
inside me .. there is this dark cave ... with a blue harp i faintly made
it plays on it's own ... shedding the words i once blown
it's carving a message on his cloud ... telling him that i loved him out loud
that I miss his golden rose ... and that my red knot is tightly closed
tell him i'm kneeling .. i'm bleeding .. the life that i once had is not breathing
that my tears of the night ... and the laughter that once felt right ...
all his warm greetings and sleep tights ... turned into perhaps and might
now that he is out of my sight ...
i wonder if there will come a day and this smile of mine will shine bright ...
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