Cold here, icy cold there. You belong to neither, leaves have withered. Your f ace is pale and blue, a tearful smile. Something in your eyes, whispers words of last good-bye. My heart sinks down, tears surge out.
Hot summer. Cheerful Cocktail. You took my hand. We fled into another world of band. You sat by my side, long hair tied behind, cool and killing. Smile floa ting on the lemonade, soft and smooth. How I was? Amazed. Your face looked lik e the cover of the magazine. My head spin. You led my hand, danced along the c razy theme.
Light vied with wine, elegance mixed with fragrance, laughing covered by greet ings, the crowed was busy at handshaking. You stood there, eyes on me. I tremb led at the sparkles, brighter than the light. A masterpiece from God, I felt d izzy. We were not near, yet we were together.
Days ended. You said, you would wait for me at the Alps side. We would ski aga inst snowflakes dancing in the sky. I gave no answer but a good-bye to accompa ny your flight. Gone was the plane, I suddenly tasted my pain. I knew I had be en silly and stupid, you were in my heart, I shouldn't have hidden in the dark . I tried to forget your disappointment. I made believe sometime someday, I wo uld tell you, I feel all the same.
My thought struggled at confessing, somehow hesitation ended in flinching. I c ontinued my role of a fool, clinched to my maiden pride, yet secretly indulged in your promise of the white land -- snow measuring down to us, in your arms I am lifted up. The chiming of Christmas bell!
The bell died in the patter of rain, from hell came the laughing of Satan at m y brain. Tearful smile, swallowed by the darkness. How could I trace your hair to wipe your tears? My hands reached out, catching nothing but a raindrop, on ogether.
