The avenue's wide open Streetlamps caress you in their glow I watch you twirl in their embrace Are you not cold? I'm yours to hold, come close to me I watch you spin, atop a mirror As the world ends you spin, little doll I still feel your breath in those seconds between Closing my eyes and falling asleep I'm on my back next to you There's jasmine in bloom And our fingers intertwined A sky full of diamonds, so precious and clean Each star that you wish on is just out of reach The wind begins to sing high in the trees tonight A melody so cold– A doorway hangs open You wear the sad dress of the Moon and snow Two shining lines run down your face Are you not cold my dear? I'm still yours to hold, come here to me Watch you spin, the sky turns silver I think I hear a whisper of spring I hold my breath, till it slips out of me You created such beautiful things Before sadness consumed the magic that bloomed Deep within your lovely mind Snow-covered branches at the top of the trees– Just like skeletal fingers beckoning me To relinquish everything into that freezing white I spread my wings so wide (Of sadness I cannot speak, for fear of it swallowing me)