The snow covered my sorrow
With tiny pieces of regret
Slowly, but it’s mine to borrow,
I guess I didn’t know it yet.
I looked for footprints,
Went on a quest inside my soul
But there was nothing left,
I guess the snow covered them all.
I found my hope, my dreams, my passion
Even if you think I can’t,
The snow can only mean “beginning”
And long ago we came to end.