Heading from city to sea

Just you and me

Boots creaking quietly

We would never be here again.

Watching the snow falling down

Watching the city lose colour and sound

And we were looking.

To find in the feather sky

The contour line from summer

To christmas time

For the what

For the when.

When you were the snow falling down

When I was the city losing colour and sound

When we were.

Sunk like treasure...

Heading from city to sea

One facing east

One looking westerly

We would never come back again.

Watching the snow falling down

Watching the city lose colour and sound

And we were sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure...