In the white air

I remember you watching through the window

face at the cold air 

the snow falling mute and cold from the sky 

I remember you playing outside 

in the white air 

the door closing slow on the cold stairs 

open your door and I'll tell you 

the story of a life flowing away 

staring at the window 

face in the cold air 

I crossed the time, one last time 

don't go away, I'm fine.. 

we had so many things to say 

why did you cannot stay? 

I knew it has to be so 

where the hell did you go?