In a fortune-telling game
We were matched with one another
She was the beautiful queen of hearts
And I was the Jack of Clubs
Midnight, that Thursday
I ran into her on the bridge
"Don't cry" I told her, yet she did
As she stepped down from the railing
Is your hair wet, or is it wet to live, I asked
Is there always rain in the wind for you?
Are you lost in thoughts, or are you bored of questions?
Does the autumn never leave your eyes?
(CHORUS x2)
Be a snowflake, land on the tip of my tongue
A snowflake, melt in my mouth
She was soaked, she undressed
She touched my body.
On my slightly rough skin,
She found my life cells.
I was happy, she fell asleep
I held her as she mumbled in her sleep
The names I didn't know
Barenaked by my side
Is your hair wet, or is it wet to live, I asked
Is there always rain in the wind for you?
Are you lost in thoughts, or are you bored of questions?
Does the autumn never leave your eyes?
(CHORUS x2)
I was proud in my dream, "I knew", I said.
It turns out you must believe fortune-telling games.
I woke, and kept staring
At the writing an imaginary finger left
On the mist of the window
"Goodbye"