ain't afraid to die

Dec 25, 2006 01:42

The way that I used to walk with you is gone
But still, I always walked with you, I wonder if I'll ever be able to meet you

The snow falls gently on a hill
Even though I can't reach you, I understand
The flower in your room that you loved is now...

The day of last years final snow
The promises that were hard to exchange
When I remember them, they melt, and spill from my hands

The snow falls gently on a hill
Even though I can't reach you, I understand
The flower in your room that you loved is now...

All alone by the window, just staring at the snow
While remembering you, seeing you in the glass I give you a final kiss

Come on, smile, don't cry anymore From here on, I'll always be watching you

The snow falls gently on a hill
Even though I can't reach you, I understand
The flower in your room that you loved is now...

A light that quietly begins to color the inside of the town white
You saw the season's final colors

The sound of the tears that fell is cruel isn't it?
You saw the season's final colors

The four seasons, and your colors, will soon vanish
The snow melts, and flowers bloom on the street corner
The "colors" that you saw, softly begin to melt

The day of this years final colors

(A single flower on the street corner
When I look up into the sky, the final snow melts from my hand)
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