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
