Lyric

Frost cracks beneath our feet

“This morning’s cold again,” you say

Your nose red from the chill

And you smile

Even as you speak

The space between our hands

Feels a little warm

The wind slips through gaps

Blowing cold and sharp

Through the trees

Carrying on endlessly

The two of us, gazing

Suddenly, silence falls

I think I caught

A heartbeat, just for a moment

Even in ordinary times

I’m fine

Even when nothing happens

You’re right beside me

And that’s enough

Frost crumbles into puddles

The winter sky reflects faintly

Clouds drift softly

Moving silently

I almost speak

But hold back my words

It’s still a little too cold

Things I don’t need to see

Sometimes show themselves anyway

I fake it, I cover it up

I just go along, for now

Decorating this moment, somehow

But that’s not enough

I know that

The path of withered grass stretches on

Returning to blue

Seems like it will never

Happen again

Averted glances

Pretending it won’t end

False happiness quietly

Fades away

Like snow that never piles up

It’s fragile

Leaving only a few

Memories behind

Your hands are left

With nothing but cold