Hangin' in the Air

I'm the black fogs hanging in the air You're a white cloud and you are everywhere It may be winter in our faces it may be winter but I'm leaving a message There's nothing nothing nothing here And nothing as in something disappears out of sight but not out of hearts I don't want a surprise if it isn't any good Would you stop it if you could? There are people people everywhere And somewhere someone disappears out of sight but not out of hearts.