winter are the very special time
sharing it with you joy was giving
even if you ever change your mind
everything was good we were living
but then the story ended, something went wrong
and its never been decided since you've been come
on that first day of snow
no one could have known
how we were then (it was ending)
it would end (just pretending)
but that first day of snow like pantomime was only for pretend
and like the snow it melted in the end
sitting by an openfire at night
keeping out the cold you and me together
thought that what we had was kind of night
looked like it would last forever
but then the story ended, something went wrong
and its never been the same girl
since you've been gone
