#Atmosphere
I'm not there
Where your footprints did not lie in the sand
Where is the white bird in sadness
Where a white bird circles in anguish near the foamy water
I'm just there
Where the sound trembles at the lips of the desired pier
And where are your swift eyes
gliding across the sky intently
I'm not there
Where the smoke of hair does not cloud the white day
Where are the pine trees from amber tears
a caring deer will wipe
I'm just there
Where do you sometimes look at the door with hope?
And like a child with children
you are making a snow woman
I'm not there
Where the steamer hummed hysterically in the night
Where the firmament understands that it is orphaned without you
I'm just there
Where I am not - invisible around you
You know, not a day without you
I can't seem to live
I'm not there
Where your footprints did not lie in the sand
Where is the white bird in sadness
Where a white bird circles in anguish near the foamy water
I'm just there
Where the sound trembles at the lips of the desired pier
And where are your swift eyes
gliding across the sky intently
I'm not there
Where the smoke of hair does not cloud the white day
Where are the pine trees from amber tears
a caring deer will wipe
I'm just there
Where do you sometimes look at the door with hope?
And like a child with children
you are making a snow woman
I'm not there
Where the steamer hummed hysterically in the night
Where the firmament understands that it is orphaned without you
I'm just there
Where I am not - invisible around you
You know, not a day without you
I can't seem to live