-The Snow-
Swinging the bridge,
Willing to reach
The water beneath.
Ignoring the beat,
Making it fit
For you and for me.
The whitest parade
But soon it will fade
Like everything does.
I‘m trying hard to stretch my arms,
I see the earth is falling down
Right into my palms.

No, it‘s not just simply snow,
There‘s more for us to know.
Although it‘s morning,
It is still snowing.
Snow‘s falling
Down, down, down…
The taste of empty kisses.
The pain of empty kisses.

Some dare to preach
That swinging the bridge
Won’t help anything.
The river is gone
And cannot be found
It’s a pointless trick.
The whitest parade
But soon it will fade
Like everything does.
I‘m trying hard to stretch my arms,
It seems the earth is falling down,
Right into my palms.

No, it‘s not just simply snow,
There‘s so much more to learn.
Although it‘s morning,
It is still snowing.
Snow‘s falling
Down, down, down…
The taste of empty kisses.
The pain of empty kisses.