It’s just about time to go back

Too cold to speak

And my ears have gone numb of waiting

No traces of my path can be seen

And the clouds are too thick to cry

Watermelon rainbow was your tongue

Back then

When the sun was yellow

And autumn was orange

The breeze lifted your eye lashes

In an attempt to flirt with you

I can feel my eyes start to freeze

And your shadow is fading away

This will be the last time

That I’ll see you walk away from me.