so this is love

in the end of december

quiet nights

quiet stars

and i'm here

monday to sunday

cause you're fragile

and i'm weak

so you fall

when the nights grow longer

into sleep

and won't wake up

don't you worry

i'll be there for you

don't worry about me

don't you worry

i'll be there for you

you know me better than that

i'll catch you if you would fall

so you drift

when the days grow colder

away from me

and won't look back

far away

and i can't guide you

but i'm here

til the spring

don't you worry

i'll be there for you

don't worry about me

you know me better than that

don't you worry

i'll be there for you

i'll catch you if you would fall