: We're in the middle of the winter And walking hand in hand Long lime no see, but now you're here with me To bless this icy land If the night is dark
: You are here alone again In your sweet insanity All too calm, you hide yourself from reality Do you call it solitude? Do you call it liberty? When
: Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for awhile Tell me of a story never ever told in the past Take me back to the land Where my yearnings