Towards the Sun

see the clouds are creeping towards the sun

and i'm slipping away

i'm seen by anyone

the light it turning grey

the day is done

the water is so cold

and heavy on my mind

i dreamed of walking with you

but i fell behind

looking for a road

i could not find

and now the ice is starring

and spring is near

there is no one calling

but the sound is clear

no, i'm not yet gone

i'm still not here