Bitter the orphan's journey- and lonely the orphan's grave.

But did you know, that when it snows, my eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen~~~< BABY, I COMPARE YOU TO A KISS ON THE ROSE FROM THE GREY, THE MORE I GET OF YOU THE STRANGER IT FEELS, YEAH, NOW THAT YOUR ROSE IS IN BLOOM, A LIGHT HITS THE GLOOM ON THE GRAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY