My nose stonecold
I shake off the snow
My hands are freezing
I open the door

Alex on her blanket
A weary sigh
I light a match
The wood’s very dry

I wish for you
To come back here
I need you back
I miss you, dear
I wish for you
To come back home
Restart our life
A brandnew poem

Kettle on the stove
A hot drink I need
Alex gets a bone
Settles at my feet

The flames grow fast
In search for more
I shift the chair
To face the door

I wish for you
To come back here
I need you back
I miss you, dear
I wish for you
To come back home
Restart our life
A brandnew poem

The heat kicks in
The house squeeks loud
Alex dreams of summer
Me, in a stormcloud

I go outside
And get some wood
I wish I could
Turn back time