I know your emptiness
There should be a lot of things to say
But they always die away  to white vague mist
You haven't gone away
Chilly air tells me the time
All I see is becoming so dim and misty now
I've got your emptiness
What can it be?
It's like a flow
The scent of perfume fills a room without a trace
We're still sliding on the pure ice to the past
I can see the past is what we're dreaming
It won't tell till it's dark
We keep waiting that candles are lighted
Don't let it waste you
Sometimes youth is pains to us
We still have a blue veil that will fade away
We're still sliding on the pure ice to the past
I can see the past is what we're dreaming
It won't tell till it's dark
We keep waiting that candles are lighted