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Far fall, oh, you sweep me away
(Falling fast, as the wind takes my breath away)
You could easily (don't let go)
Hold me, a failing hand (don't let go)
I'm not ready yet, nerveless as I stand
You're what I'm afraid of
But I've never wanted you
Closer, closer
Closer, I've never wanted any of this
I'm sorry for you, for me
In the northern regions, the snow falls heavy year round
In this snow country, we watch a chance encounter
A young woman, doomed by jealousy of another ungrateful
A man, awakened by this encounter, realizing his complacency
They live in false prosperity until her death
As he watches the stars pass, and wonders if he's still himself
And wonders if he's still himself
