ewig mein, ewig dein, ewig uns

I should know, who I am by now. I walk the record stands somehow. Thinking of winter.
Your name is the splinter inside me.
While I wait.

And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown
And I remember the truth
A warm December with you
But I don't have to make this mistake
And I don't have to stay this way
If only I would wait

The walk has all been cleared by now. Your voice is all I hear somehow .Calling out Winter
Your voice is the splinter inside me
While I wait