Outside your window, the snow turns to gold
Right here beneath you, Ill never get cold
Outside your window, the rain never dries
Close to your doorstep, I can't tell no lies
Eyelashes cut me away, just like a curtain draws
Now you can see me for real, thats what Im certain of
Inside your hallway, Im almost disarmed
Close to the break in; can I be this calm?
Sorry, you say, I have nothing to lose
So if you manage to reach me, its you Id like to choose
Sorry, you say, I feel nothing at all
But if you manage to reach me, Ill try to catch your fall
And the snow will turn to gold