Cold 歌词

In the garden at night The whispers of dawn Someone is at the window When the day is nearly gone The memories go as far as The wanderer's eve is willing to reach The moments are real The textures are alive Like the beginning Like the end In the garden at night The whispers of dawn Someone is at the window When the day is nearly gone The memories go as far as The wanderer's eye is willing to reach The moments are real The textures are alive Like the beginning Like the end The memories go as far as The wanderer's eye is willing to reach The moments are real The textures are alive Like the beginning Like the end