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Weeping Willow |
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The snow won't stick to the weeping willows |
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The cold air won't blow open the windows |
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You've made it through the storm this far |
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You can do this, dear, it won't be hard |
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The snow won't stick to the weeping willows |
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There will be tomorrow |
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The sun will light a sea of sorrow |
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Tonight it set and took our friend |
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If I could do one thing, I'd bring him back |
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Snow won't stick to the weeping willows |
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Summer was painted on our skin |
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And those secrets hidden in our childish lips |
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they would die for a kiss |
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Fall was always left in your eyes |
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just a fleck of yellow light |
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like the sunrise |
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like the twilight |
