---Is like a frozen castle on the distant hill- Trying to fall asleep- Over the town of ghosts- And hustling worlds- Of human needs- But still- It may look cold and mean- Nevertheless it’s always warm inside- For strange emotions and illusions- Which miss their ways- In hidden passages of winter- Looking for spring until you’re back- Then sunrise will climb up the snowy hill- And cover all ...

My soul without you- Is like a frozen castle on the distant hill- Trying to fall asleep- Over the town of ghosts- And hustling worlds- Of human needs- But still- It may look cold and mean- Nevertheless it’s always warm inside- For strange emotions and illusions- Which miss their ways- In hidden passages of winter- Looking for spring until you’re back- Then sunrise will climb up the snowy ...