6:30 winter morn,
Snow keeps falling.
Eva dreams in worlds far away,
Sweet little worlds made for silence.
Not talk, not heartache,
Young heart for love.

Every thawing heart plays a theme
Into eyes while they’re still blind.
She took a step,
Outside an innocent heart.
For true love's first kiss.

“Teach me passion, show me love, kiss me while your lips are still red.”
“So much more I wanted to say,”
“Sorry, no more to shame,”
“And I wish I didn't feel for you anymore.”

Cherish the moment,
Don't let the dream fade to grey.
The night hurts like never before.
No last words to say.
Only memories remain.
Fare thee well, little broken heart.

Whatever walks within her heart,
Will walk alone.