I feel snowstorm behind the window.
I feel my heart is turning cold.
Because during the last two weeks
There's nothing that can make it warm.
There's nothing that can break the ice
Which is embracing all my soul.
Time doesn't cure; time doesn't give
A single reason to have hope.
The clouds in the sky get dark.
Snowflakes are spinning right around.
I don't know where my fears are hiding
Among these dark sinister clouds.
I am forsaken by my love;
It's never ever coming back.
Well, do I want it to be here?
No. I don't think it's gonna help.
I'm different now, can it be noticed?
I'm different now, can it be seen?
Cause I've got nothing more to lose,
No one to love, no dreams to dream.
But none of these has sense for me.
I'm getting used to my new world:
I feel snowstorm behind the window;
I feel my heart is turning cold.
October 30 2015
I feel
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