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I'll fetch you water from the well |
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If you sweep all the ashes out into the wind |
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'Cause we sit by candle light again |
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Two months that hover close to the light of morning |
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And how you made this cold boy smile |
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From the storm you took me weathered, wearied and tired |
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How you showed me the lessons of simple things |
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How love made this cold boy sing |
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Some say that love is the poem of life |
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Some say that love is the pain of being alive |
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Some say that there's nothing on the other side |
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Some have traded their souls for just a good time |
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And how you made this cold boy smile |
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From the storm you took me weathered, wearied and tired |
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You showed me the lessons of simple things |
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How love made this cold boy sing |
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When we are in harmony |
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When we are in harmony |
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And how you made this cold boy smile |
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From the storm you took me weathered, wearied and tired |
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How you showed me the lessons of simple things |
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How love made this cold, how love made this cold |
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How love made this cold boy sing |
