On a cold December I met an angel, on a journey to the crown of palaces, Railroads bonded an affection, o nly to be lost for circumstance ... *** Love I thought possible, life I thought settled ... Never will we loose, I thought commitment ... *** Sadly it was only I, who thought affection *** I sleep only to run away, But I shall face again reality as sun warms up. I weep for my misfortune, But courage I seek from the day ahead ...