Why the hour doesn't come?

I'm less worthy than the lonely flower
Bloomed early in the winter
But buried alive in the snow
Disappointed it's sower
Water freezes in leafs, & petals cower.

O surgeon take your hand off my heart
I have no more power
I'm saying goodbye
Like the sun in my horizon.

Like desert cut hope of empty clouds
I can't exhale the pain
Out off my chest
I'm just waiting my hour.