Paint a snowy day as wistful

Consider me blue

Sunshine can be peaceful

For nights we go through

Moon in the sky

I find warmth in the ice

No need to ask why

No need to say it twice

Finding a rhythm

I’m a bittersweet love

And missing the algorithm

Icy roses with a foxglove

Let the day bring its presents

While old memories pass

Hopes for the future

That will eternally last