A story that has passed by unnoticed
Like the sun and pine leaves
We were as warm as we were cold
Merry Christmas all of you

I guess I still haven't taken that step
Over the snow we piled up
Just thankful for each other, for this whole season

Four spells and thirty million moments
Our story that has passed twelve volumes

White snow, petals
If we could see each one inside
Would we see each other's hearts?
When we put our cold breath and hands in our pockets
The bright lights shine as if celebrating us

(I will become the night, will you become the snow?)
(I will become red, will you become my green?)
(I will catch you, will you fall heavily?)
(Shall we scatter together and cover the world in white?)

Must be smiling somewhere
Your face that I miss
Looking at each other
I am you, you are me

The dried up calendar, the thickening clothes
As if knowing the expectation of twelve times

White snow, petals
If we could see each one inside
Would we see each other's hearts?
When we put our cold breath and hands in our pockets
The bright lights shine as if celebrating us (oh-oh)

(I will become the night, will you become the snow?)
(I will become red, will you become my green?)
(I will catch you, will you fall heavily?)
(Shall we scatter together and cover the world in white?)

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