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