night comes in the city bringing silent peace along frost is binding the window, but the feel of spring is strong it turned all things upside down when I let it fill my home what I dreamt about when I was all on my own
this winter is snowy and wind blows on and on and the last thing you want is to survive it alone you need to wake up, to take a fresh deep breath to feel that you're alive, to find your narrow path a good luck will come if you'll try to do your best when you think you are happy you don't need any rest you go straight ahead looking back sometimes in longing to remember only someone's eyes
snowflakes, old CDs I ask you "what is a pity"? hope is hiding from us behind this door cannot you see from the sky where you can land? why? open your wings, rising over ado
our world reminds me of cozy old house somewhere wretched and rotten, but the only place for us through I feel sometime that it's day for goodbye still I live in there as my years are passing by
all the memories we carry with us they seem to be connecting us with all good old past but nothing stops you from doing daring things like recalling all your failures from where they begin it's hard to believe that all what's gone is gone you'd better hide away than accept that it is done looking back will help if only you can deal with memories that have not to wound deep but to heal
snowflakes, old CDs I ask you "what is a pity"? hope is hiding from us behind this door cannot you see from the sky where you can land? why? open your wings, rising over ado
snowflakes, old CDs I ask you "what is a pity"? hope is hiding from us behind this door cannot you see from the sky where you can land? why? open your wings, rising over ado