This endless winter storm that hits the window pane
softly touches this warm heart that awaits your return,
this sight of winter forest... Oh it feels so faint... the pain,
and as I await your footsteps by the door, I stare at this wood burn.
If you ever come home, I'll be here by the sofa listening to your cold hymn,
If you ever come back, could you restore the warm air that lives here,
If you ever come home, please know that I rest with haim,
If you ever come back, please... Come back, this cold wind froze my tear.
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