But his heart keeps aching
She might come back someday
White blanket, hiding the traces
Do you think he's found a friend?
He likes it in the snow
He can't help feeling that
Can he see me sitting here?
Has he someone waiting there?
A magpie looks for food
It's getting dark outside
Oh white blanket, hiding the traces
He says he likes it in the snow
Snow white blanket simply covers the memory
White blanket, hiding the traces
Oh white blanket covers the memory
His friend have flown away
It's beautiful outside
The old hand's going home
He's left out in the cold
Of paths he didn't take
He can't help feeling that
His mind is somewhere else
Of tears she didn't see
Of all that used to be
Where footprints never go
In the same old way
The old hand throws a crumb
Of tears he didn't see
But his heart keeps aching
He won't sit by my fire
He likes it in the snow
Where footprints never go
Of all that used to be, all that used to be
Of moves he didn't make [Incomprehensible]
Where footprints never go
In the same old way
Is he living on his own?
Oh, white blanket covers the memory
He likes it in the snow
