Fine, I get the point, I was wrong.
But can you blame me for all the harm?
In vain..
Fine, I understand,
This is the end.
But where’s my bloody new beginning?
I believed you’ve promised me, remember?
You’ve promised me a new December.
Where is it?
Yes, the snow will melt.
Yes, the sun will be mine again.
And yet. Inside is still the same.

It’s strange and sad, but true
That bloody new beginning
Could only be with you.