Far fall, oh, you sweep me away (Falling fast, as the wind takes my breath away) You could easily (don't let go) Hold me, a failing hand (don't let go) I'm not ready yet, nerveless as I stand You're what I'm afraid of But I've never wanted you Closer, closer Closer, I've never wanted any of this I'm sorry for you, for me In the northern regions, the snow falls heavy year round In this snow country, we watch a chance encounter A young woman, doomed by jealousy of another ungrateful A man, awakened by this encounter, realizing his complacency They live in false prosperity until her death As he watches the stars pass, and wonders if he's still himself And wonders if he's still himself