like spiders crawling from the snow
you were standing next to me
still blonde and beautiful
asking to know of the ancients
then you were gone and how empty i felt
how cool the summer sun turned
if you’re out there, i hope you think of me
because i’m out there too
to you, i miss you
like spiders crawling from the snow
you were standing next to me
still blonde and beautiful
asking to know of the ancients
then you were gone and how empty i felt
how cool the summer sun turned
if you’re out there, i hope you think of me
because i’m out there too
to you, i miss you