Buried under your eyes is an endless winter.
Your ambiguity is drowning
Your faith is shivering but I'm holding you
I'm not too warm myself.
I'll manage to get you safe into my house
You like fire, don't you?
We can sit by the chimney.          

When I get this close to your face, everything else falls apart.
Maybe in the next few minutes, you'd understand
just how much I've waited for you.