I'm the black fogs hanging in the air
You're a white cloud and you are everywhere
It may be winter in our faces it may be winter but I'm leaving a message
There's nothing nothing nothing here
And nothing as in something disappears out of sight but not out of hearts
I don't want a surprise if it isn't any good
Would you stop it if you could?
There are people people everywhere
And somewhere someone disappears out of sight but not out of hearts.
