Midwinter’s eve midweek in Október
A churchyard, green stardust blowing all over
And it snowed all over the city
Streetlamps fog so pretty
Snow all over the city

We were so warm inside
No, she showed she had nothing to hide
By the window by the bed
There was something said
The morning was coming so soon
Her orchard breath in bloom
It was coming so soon

I was standing there, at the top of the stairs
You did up your coat, how should I know
We were going nowhere?

When we said goodbye, saw some look in your eyes
While behind you the sky
Was being so indecisive

Walking away without turning around
Struggling to make it all seem so profound
I must’ve been lost around the time that I found you