pure white world
when i woke in the morning, it was snowingi rubbed the fogged-up window and looked out for a whilea world without you is cold – i hate itgrumbling like a child, i left the house
in these unchanging days, what are we hoping for as we live?something really common, i’m sure
pile up, pile up, white snow – dye everything in pure whiteeven tomorrow’s scenery – please change it
the things you thought would never enddo end, when you notice – that’s whythat passion that was too much to handle, that smiling face beside youshould have been treasured more
there’s neither yesterday nor the past; don’t doubt the present that’s accumulatedi’m here without a doubt
pile up, pile up, white snow – dye everything in pure whitefall upon and cover me, foolish as i am
when i woke in the morning, i was cryingi rubbed my swollen eyes and thought for a whilein a world without you, where should i go?even so, i’ll go – i’ll go somewhere
pile up, pile up, white snow – dye everything in pure whiteeven these tears – freeze them
pile up, pile up, white snow – dye everything in pure whiteso that, from today, i’ll have a fresh start to everything