When the summer is fast*
The bruise will be slow
That's when I fell in love
With my winter rose
And it felt just like
An angel that came
Like a magic light
Like a little flame
Signs will fall to us
When the point brakes through
There's no kindest words
Than the blistering truth
People call for love
When it's almost too much
It's the faceless shame
That you cannot touch
If you say you love me
Then I ever owe you
When you are full of bee
Then I have my eye on you
When the loving is fast
Then the bruise will be slow
That's how I fell in love
With my winter rose
And I will paint the face
To the clear back at me
I'll be lying lies
Only I can see
If you say you love me
Then I ever own you
When you are full of bee
Then I have my eye on you
