It’s never enough
Was there such thing as a beautiful goodbye?
Or one such as a gentle lie?
There was never such a thing as eternity
Your words are mere ashes to me
Is it possible for winter to hide in my heart
For me to fall without knowing
Through the doors of the past
How did I believe
The things you said would ever last
It’s never enough
If tomorrow never came
If winter froze my heart
If I let go of our fingers entwined
Would you still be mine?
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