With your tear-stained eyes You see clearly things that were so nice Here is truth, here is lie And after all you simply want to cry
Sometimes I want to count your tears Sometimes I want to count your tears Sometimes I want to count your tears Sometimes I want to count your tears
So we met on the stairs Such a bad sign, but now who cares And only lantern light And the smell of lilies in the darkest night
Sometimes I want to count your tears Sometimes I want to count your tears Sometimes I want to count your tears Sometimes I want to count your tears
You are on fire When I'm shrouded in snow You are on fire When I'm shrouded in snow You are on fire When I'm shrouded in snow You are on fire When I'm shrouded in snow
