finish the night

Onc[-]e I was alone, so lonely and then You came out of nowhere, like the sun[-] up from the hills; Col[-]d, cold was the wind; warm, warm were your lips, Out there on that ski trail where your kis[-]s filled me with thrills. A weekend …

It's a lesson too late for the learning Made of sand made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turning In your hand, in your hand Are you going away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace …