I wanted to write you - to tell you how i felt,
I wanted to write such delicate words that would maybe make you melt...

But your mind is like the frost - that sits upon my sill,
Your heart an empty snow globe perhaps with our memories i could fill...

Like glaciers - we're constantly moving, under the pressure of our own weight,
Trapped under the frozen river, helplessly awaiting our bittersweet fate...

How cold and calculating you are - turning everything around you into snow,
As soon as i feel springs warmth its gone, back to cold, not aloud to grow...

Ive been under winters spell too long. Its over - everything here is bleak,
Finally i turn to walk out of the darkness, but lips like snowflakes touch my cheek...