"The water is wide
I can not get o'er
and neither have I wings to fly
Oh go and get me some little boat
And both shall row, my love and I."

the smell of pink lavender on my pillow,
you tell me to always close the window,
because "the outdoor is frozen",
and I shouldn't let the cold air blow in.

"no ship can sail me too far away"
but I haven't seen you since May,
and now the ground shines with white,
but I can't seem to find this light.

the lullabies still ring through my ears,
you taught me how to fight these kind of tears,
no ship can take your place,
but I've already forgotten your face;
this void was always lacking grace.
My hands no longer belong to this space.

"There is a ship sailing on the sea
It's loaded deep, as deep as can be
But not as deep, as in love I am
I know not if I sink or if I swim,"