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This is my winter song to you |
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The storm is coming soon, it rolls in from the sea |
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My voice, a beacon in the night |
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My words will be your light to carry you to me |
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Is love alive, is love alive, is love |
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They say that things just cannot grow |
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Beneath the winter snow or so |
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I have been told |
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They say we're buried far |
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Just like a distant star, |
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I simply cannot hold |
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Is love alive, is love alive, is love alive |
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This is my winter song |
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December never felt so wrong' |
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Cause you're not where you belong |
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Inside my arms |
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I still believe in summer days |
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The seasons always change and life will find a way |
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I'll be your harvester of light |
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And send it out tonight for we can start again |
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Is love alive, is love alive, is love alive |
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This is my winter song |
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December never felt so wrong' |
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Cause you're not where you belong |
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Inside my arms |
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This is my winter song to you |
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The storm is coming soon, it rolls in from the sea |
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My voice a beacon in the night |
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My words will be your light to carry you to me |
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Is love alive, is love alive |
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Is love alive, is love alive |
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Is love alive, is love alive |
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Is love alive, is love alive |
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Is love alive, is love alive |
