The falling snow reminds me of how I am lonely

The falling snow reminds me of how I'm lonely.

I need a color that can't be found anywhere.

In my heart is where I'll wait for you.

There's room in my heart -- it's warm and cozy.

The winter brings old memories to tease me.

The snowflakes twirl around like tiny ballerinas.

I used to love winters, with all the wonderlands.

Now all I can see is the gaping, withered abyss.

My hands have scars from touching the world,

My heart is a block of memories, iced over.

Now, I'm just waiting for spring to come

While I watch this mute show of snowfall.