Ghosts in the snow

Today i ran away
as far as I could
now its the end of the day
everything is a golden haze

snowing
i saw your face
like a ghost in the snow
your statue, your grace

and just as it happend
the flakes fell down
into my eyes, into my mind
its hazy without you, like hell

Wispers in my ear
"your safe now, im here"
but you were wrong, so wrong
your gone, im not safe dear.