It's not nothing | wersja ostateczna

The white sky
A cool down around
a heart is palpitating
being fed on suspence

I'm losing the power of hope
I'm getting angry
I don't believe
Dodges no reaction
nothing new
slight impulses

The sun is shining
the frozen lake
the soul is crying
shaded by distrust

Come heal me
I'm sobbing aching
loneliness is chucking me
I still hope for
surprises of fate
of changed life