We grew up
Through the same harsh winters, under the same grey skies
But one day
You saw something behind the ice

And found something to believe in
A lifelong search for meaning
To guide you through the seasons
Something I can't see

And I thought that ice cold cynicism could pull me through the dark
But what does it all matter if I've lost touch with my heart?

Lost touch with my heart
Lost touch with my heart
Lost touch with my heart
Lost touch with my heart

When we grew old
I told you about my nihilistic thoughts
And asked how you escaped unharmed

And you said:
""I found something to believe in
We dream this world for a reason
So trust within your feelings
Can't you see the light?

Can't you see the light, the light, the light?

And you know that ice cold cynicism can't guide you through the darkness
But I hope you find catharsis
With the fire in your heart

Until we depart, it's a question mark
But we're both here and it's so clear that
We may not see the same divinity
But you still inspire me