The pink blizzard
Thank god he's warm, he's smiling, he loves the snow
Oh, and when he gets older he'll understand
That angels get bitter and blood stains their hands
Leaves are falling, mountains crumbling
She's in love with a memory
Leaves are falling, mountains crumbling
She's in love with a memory
My eyes gaze on a city asleep in the sun pink orange amoroso
Winter's begun and i'm alone
My mother said to me: 'son, never say die,'
So i grew up believing in people that try
Leaves are falling, mountains crumbling
She's in love with a memory
Leaves are falling, mountains crumbling
She's in love with a memory
Leaves are falling, mountains crumbling
She's in love with a memory
Leaves are falling, mountains crumbling
She's in love with a memory