Im counting hours
There is water on my wals
Wherever you go
I'll go
Save your tears
We are always alone
Take me home
Take me home
If you are cold
I'll be your sweater
I will worm you
In those winter nights
Caustic salt
Corrodes my cheaks
But we
Will survive.
Hold me now
Hold me tight at the cold light
I'm breathing fine
I'm afraid of all what happens.
I'm afraid to cross the line.
Snow on your lips
Is melting down
And makes them wet
It's ok, don't make a sound
Running as far
As I can get
Stunningly smell of your golden hair
Makes me feel my heartbeat
And in the depths of my despair
I'm trying to stop me bleed.
