Winter - Bjørn Riis

Cold, she is cold as ice

Makes belive and she makes me feel i dead inside

Now she is gone

But i still want to hear you

She stole my heart

And she turned it into stone

But now that i’ve been

Left alone here

I see you

You saw me

This cold suround me

The darken given to me

She all real

So real

And she is all… I