We are putting our dreams on a cloud,
and slowly,
rain is pouring the time away.
We built our house of snow on a sunny day,
and slowly,
our warmth is melting away.
We run to save the drowning sun,
the waves have washed away our footsteps,
as if, we were never here at all.
The heart we carved into the thick old tree,
it is blown away by the changing winds,
and slowly,
rain is pouring the time away.
We built our house of snow on a sunny day,
and slowly,
our warmth is melting away.
We run to save the drowning sun,
the waves have washed away our footsteps,
as if, we were never here at all.
The heart we carved into the thick old tree,
it is blown away by the changing winds,
as if, it was made of dust.
We are here and we are gone
We are here and we are gone
as if, we never lived at all.