The blue ocean that the red sun used to wash its face turns black
The white sky that had clouds and rain and the wind turns gray
I leave the darkness that finds my heart
Even the cold shadow that covers the night starts to harden
If the ice melts, a warmer song would have come out
But why is the ice so cold?
Why is it so cold?
Why are they so cold?
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC
The blue ocean that the red sun used to wash its face turns black
The white sky that had clouds and rain and the wind turns gray
I leave the darkness that finds my heart
Even the cold shadow that covers the night starts to harden
If the ice melts, a warmer song would have come out
But why is the ice so cold?
Why is it so cold?
Why are they so cold?