I know this place.
This place I want as my home.
A place where I feel perfect.
A place where I’m not alone.
A place to be myself, a place
Hidden behind a winterstorm.

This place is,
It’s what you are, really.
So show me the way,
No one but you will stop me.
So are you going to stop me?

Be what you want to be,
But be it with me.
We can play what game you want,
I’ll make sure we never get done.

I feel so cold out here,
Please end my December.
I will walk with you,
And whatever happens,
I will always remember.

Whenever the timing is perfect,
Whenever the day is bright.
When the snow leave with the wind,
In just a couple of months.
I just want to collect,
Whatever it is you will let me get.

Find my way for me,
Show me the path
That only you can see.
I will not follow blindly,
I just need to know,
Need to know
You won’t stop me.

- Marie Mathisen