softly into your broken veins softly into the broken dreams will you ever come home will you ever be found standing on shattered windowpane softly i whisper your name concealed in bedclothes of frosting cold softly the snowflakes start to fall the fleecing velvet skin suspended in frozen time icicles slowly drip outside to the rhythm of your wounds here inside i entered your dream i entered your scheme softly to swim inside your veins softly in rippling cellophane to float and glide in time to the rushing in your brain i wanted your lips yes i wanted your kiss so softly the moment was gone so softly the moment had flown my body outside yours softly collects the falling snow and disappears far away so softly softly1