In the Snow

You are nothing, you are all.
You were never meant to fall
I am nowhere, I am there
With my fingers in her hair

But I know what you're doing,
What you're thinking that you're proving
With your lies.
Yes, I know where you're going,
What you're thinking that you're knowing,
It's all lies.

Life is easy, life goes slow
When you're sleeping in the snow.
When this winter finally pass
We'll be tripping in the grass.

But I know what you're doing,
What you're thinking that you're proving
With your lies.
Yes, I know where you're going,
What you're thinking that you're knowing,
It's all lies.