Sorry - The Tiny

Sorry
Outside your window, the snow turns to gold
right here beneath you, I´ll never get cold
Outside your window, the rain never dries
Close to your doorstep, I can´t tell no lies
Eyelashes cut me away, just like a curtain draws
Now you can see me for real, that´s what I´m certain of
Inside your hallway, I´m almost disarmed
Close to the break in; can I be this calm?
Sorry, you say, I have nothing to lose
so if you manage to reach me, it´s you I´d like to choose
Sorry, you say, I feel nothing at all
but if you manage to reach me, I´ll try to catch your fall
And the snow will turn to gold