Pale Snow کے بول

Pale are the snowflakes that fall for us There's one tiny shoe outside in the corridor Pale are the peonies you grew my love The colour of your skin Pale and paper thin Will you have the courage of your tenderness? When the wolf is at your door? Your child against your breast? Don't tell me that you'll change Tell me again And they always get away It never works out for me It never happens to me