when the warmth was gone
and the ocean disappeared
and snow danced silently to the ground
my heart peeked in a window at you
you asked me if it was worth it,
to walk the streets of narsche with you
and risk everything we had
just for me and you
and we climbed out the window
when the sun stopped shining
and clouds laughed above us
while spilling stringent rain
and i stood outside to see you
one last time
and I watched you turn to stone
and this night has come
and i pack my thoughts up in a box
wishing you weren't gone
wishing every tear i cried for you
would bring you back at dawn
