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A touch of April in your smile |
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July and August in your yellow hair |
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A sweet September in your eyes |
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November notions in the clothes you wear |
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You're every season's work of art |
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But there's a cold December in your heart |
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It seemed to me the day we met that all |
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The flowers had begun to bloom |
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I thought you'd help me to forget |
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The dusty shadows of my lonely room |
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I should have known right from the start |
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About the cold December in your heart |
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I loved you more and more each day |
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Through every season of the year |
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Your lovin' laughter seemed to say |
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Your life was empty when I wasn't near |
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Old love would lead you to the grave |
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I was a fool to think you loved my too |
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You always took but you never gave |
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Until you've taken all my love for you |
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I feel a chill I must depart and leave |
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The cold December in your heart |
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In your heart, in your heart |
