The farther I run away from you
the closer to me you get...

When everything is odd and strange
and I feel out of place...

Sweeping Winter Wind
Go now from the waking Sun...

More of a song so if you put rhythm to it it...
the rain keeps falling on my window but it ain't...

I open my eyes
The light warms my soul...

Written from the perspective of a German...
I want to go home...

I feel you here around
your presence haunts me now...

I hate Christmas lots
screwed up minds of little tots...

No matter how strong you seem
at the loss of a lovers embrace...

Pen and paper
And I put myself down...

She don’t wanna be here
She don’t wanna be...

Sitting in my bed
nothing else to do...