White Hills

The end of autumn and I don’t know what to do
'cause my pretty red heart is broken in two
I’m not going to fix it. I’ll just let it freeze
It can stay for a while in a cryogenic peace
And then when it melts I’ll go get my glue
I’ll know what to do. Yeah! I’ll know what to do
We can make it through the white hills
We can make it through the night
The snows of Tyrol and I just want to sleep
Everybody wants truth. Everybody goes deep
But I came here to hide in the snow
I don’t want to know. No! I don’t want to know
We can make it through the white hills
We can make it through the night