Pale Snow

Pale are the snowflakes that fall for us One tiny shoe outside in the corridor Pale are the primrose you grow my love The color of your skin, pale and paper thin When you have courage of your tenderness When the wolf is at your door, the child's against your breast Don't tell me that you'll change Tell me again And they always get away Never works out for me It never happens to me It never happens to me It never happens to me