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Something in the way you held me |
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Heaven in the words you said |
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Tonight I'm looking at the open window |
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Lying in our empty bed |
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I try in vain to remember |
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So afraid to forget |
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How light the snow was falling last |
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December On your silhouette |
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Clinging to a memory of you |
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Lying by a winter's flame |
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The night |
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I told you a was born to love you |
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And how I'd never be the same |
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For as long as |
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I'm living |
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I'll will always regret |
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How all the time |
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I never took a picture |
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Of your silhouette |
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I used to close my eyes |
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And only see your face |
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But time was made to fly |
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And carry you away |
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How light the snow was falling last |
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December On your silhouette |
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Oh, and maybe if |
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I try to listen |
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I can hear you call my name |
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From out across the great and mighty distance |
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Something like an open sea |
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Helping me to remember |
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So afraid to forget |
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How light the snow was falling last |
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December On your silhouette |
