Pale Snow

Pale, are the snowflakes that fall for us There's one tiny shoe outside in the corridor Pale, are the peonies you grew, my love The color of your skin, pale and paper thin Will you have the courage of your tenderness? When the wolf is at your door, the child's against your breast? Don't tell me that you'll change Tell me again And they always get away Never works out for me It never happens to me It never happens to me It never happens to me