White page, an empty field of snow
My room is 25 below
This cold man chasing ghosts
A road lies underneath a buried boat
Dogs search the under forest
We scour the empty streets
The fact remains until we find you
Our lives are incomplete
Do I hear laughters through a veil of snow and ice?
Where could you be on such a lonely winter's night?
I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop wanting you this way
I can't face dreaming without you
That's why I'm searching night and day
This heart's a lonely hunter
These hands are frozen fists
I can't stop thinking about you
I don't care if you exist
Do I hear laughter from behind this veil of midnight?