A snowflake destined
for nothing but falling, fell
into the blue of an eye.
Touching;
melting.
Drowned.
Oh, but to fall in love like that!
in these quiet small hours of the night
in these quiet small hours of the night
A snowflake destined
for nothing but falling, fell
into the blue of an eye.
Touching;
melting.
Drowned.
Oh, but to fall in love like that!
SW Altair 