If in some capricious moment<br />
I should give you cause to fear<br />
Then you have but to remember<br />
That my being here is mere fortune<br />
For the rules have laid down<br />
To guide the thoughts of those who stray.<br />
<br />
If in some deserted hour<br />
We should murmur last goodbyes<br />
With the snowflakes falling softly<br />
As the tears well in your eyes<br />
Then we kiss but once and walk away<br />
Never turning round<br />
And the snow falls on our footsteps<br />
Leaving nothing to be found.<br />
<br />
And my life is yet determined<br />
By the span of what it holds<br />
And the span grows ever shorter<br />
As my lifetime folds away.