She's staring She's traveling In our drawing scene She's traveling High gra** Evening twilight In a storm You leave the crowd In our nights , our sleep When it's cold and grey You wish all your fears Could just blow away
Sunday Pensive sorrow When you draw away In our songs Starkness (in the ) midnight silence You're still traveling In our thoughts You're still in our thoughts when it's fall In the movement of our coats when it's blowing