I was watching the world, through the window
There was nothing to hide, through the blinds
I was living the life, of a wrecking ball
Swinging dangerously low, at everything in sight
I was waltzing the wife, of a widower
Though I was unaware, at the time
She was living the life, of a silhouette
I was towing the line, between her soul and mine
She is the sun on the snow
She floods the cities below
She rings her tears, from the clouds
Falling in colors all around me
Orange, maroon, green and yellow, blue
Orange, maroon, green and yellow, blue
Orange, maroon, green and yellow, blue
I was casting my mind, on the sell-a-tour
There was nothing before, all behind
She appear at the side, at that other shore
Longer she was around, I never care for tide
She is the sun on the snow
She floods the cities below
She rings her tears, from the clouds
Falling in colors all, around me
She rings her tears, from the clouds
Falling in colors all, around me
