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The Summer months are over |
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There's no warmth coming from the stars |
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An Icy spear of loneliness enters my heart |
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Dear Lord, It's cold Please send a spirit for me |
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To warm up my heart and keep me from the night |
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You breathe the same air as me |
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I'll hold you , you keep me warm |
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Who cares what I might say Lord cos I'm |
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Cold Tired and Hungry, I'm making plans for you |
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As I lie here half naked |
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Under your eyes |
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With them running overhead |
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The terror in the skies |
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And my feeble arms of flesh and bone fall for the night |
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The evil cold awaits my company |
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You breathe the same air as me |
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I'll hold you , you keep me warm |
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Who cares what I might say Lord cos I'm |
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Cold Tired and Hungry, I'm making plans for you |
