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White water
I watch you leaving
And I'm left questionning
What is it about your whole
That is not enough ?
Have to ask everyday
Is it better any other way ?
How dare you let me
Be imploding with love ?
I cry snow from the sky
Oh, would I have dreamt
The sun would hide out and wait
I drown in white water
Heard pain is beautiful
Heard it's nothing to cry.
My smile is not a travesty
But I can't love wholeheartedly
When one is far, and one is near,
I never think what I should.
Can't you see through my eyes,
Can't you guess my disguise ?
In the far-off mountains
It snows in April.
Search, think, ponder and wonder,
Try walking on white water,
Turn it every way that doesn't work
The snow will fall, and you're a jerk...
Can't I honor your sacrifice
Why can't I resist my vice ?
What is it about you both
That is not enough ?
Never content, it's always the same
The same boredom, the same pain
With him I miss you,
With you I miss him !
I cry snow from the sky
Oh, would I have dreamt
The sun would hide out and wait
I drown in white water
Heard pain is beautiful
Heard it's nothing to cry.
And I'm left questionning
What is it about your whole
That is not enough ?
Have to ask everyday
Is it better any other way ?
How dare you let me
Be imploding with love ?
I cry snow from the sky
Oh, would I have dreamt
The sun would hide out and wait
I drown in white water
Heard pain is beautiful
Heard it's nothing to cry.
My smile is not a travesty
But I can't love wholeheartedly
When one is far, and one is near,
I never think what I should.
Can't you see through my eyes,
Can't you guess my disguise ?
In the far-off mountains
It snows in April.
Search, think, ponder and wonder,
Try walking on white water,
Turn it every way that doesn't work
The snow will fall, and you're a jerk...
Can't I honor your sacrifice
Why can't I resist my vice ?
What is it about you both
That is not enough ?
Never content, it's always the same
The same boredom, the same pain
With him I miss you,
With you I miss him !
I cry snow from the sky
Oh, would I have dreamt
The sun would hide out and wait
I drown in white water
Heard pain is beautiful
Heard it's nothing to cry.
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