He came your way And when he had to go There were roses growing in the snow. Silently you'll go to the shadow of your soul And you know that it was like this before: he had to go You will never see these lights Glowing in your nights, Until you feel this way. With every moon it is as though you're getting closer to your soul And then you go alone - and with no fear Then you will know That it was like this before: he had to go And you will find that you were blind Until you saw these lights - glowing in your nights. He came your way And when he had to go There were roses growing in the snow Silently you'll go to the shadow of your soul But you know it was like this before - he had to go. You will never see these lights Glowing in your nights If you don't know... There are roses growing in the snow.