The storm of your ice
Its cold and light
Its snow for the first time
I'd like to make you mine
The rising tide
Between bluring lines
I'll always come back
To the winterwonderland
In your eyes
So much to lose
But Risk is my muse
Talking is just one big ruse
Tell me am i yours to use
Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 5:30 PM UTC
The storm of your ice
Its cold and light
Its snow for the first time
I'd like to make you mine
The rising tide
Between bluring lines
I'll always come back
To the winterwonderland
In your eyes
So much to lose
But Risk is my muse
Talking is just one big ruse
Tell me am i yours to use