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The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top |
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The snow is softly fallin' |
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The air is still within the silence of my room |
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I hear your voice softly callin' |
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If I could only have you near |
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To breathe a sigh or two |
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I would be happy just to hold the hands I love |
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Upon this winter night with you |
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The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead |
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My glass is almost empty |
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I read again between the lines upon the page |
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The words of love you sent me |
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If I could know within my heart |
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That you were lonely too |
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I would be happy just to hold the hands I love |
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Upon this winter night with you |
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The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim |
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The shades of night are liftin' |
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The mornin' light steals across my windowpane |
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Where whims of snow are driftin' |
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If I could only have you near |
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To breathe a sigh or two |
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I would be happy just to hold the hands I love |
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And to be once again with with you |
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To be once again with with you |
