my actions are useless.
we thought we’ve seen it all,
time and time again
is this a dream?
or can i call you in the morning?
as we go through this
slowly the picture fades
thoughts won’t fade away
what does this winter have to offer?
i know this feeling won’t last forever.
so this sun sets on a black day.
there is no sound when i call your name.
will you please remember my face?