Under boughs of evergreen,
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We find a hiding spot.
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While the other children play,
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We praying we don't get caught.
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Hide 'n seeking all the day
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On and on into the night,
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'Til we start a snowball fight
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Beneath the winter moon
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I remember when I fell for you.
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So delicious but so devious,
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When you stole that kiss in my living room.
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Now you're gone, in the city livin' on your own
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But every snowfall I will think of you
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And the love we knew 'neath the winter moon
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On the A.M. radio, they're playing Christmas songs
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So horrendously off key, you loudly sing- along
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Cider simmers on the stove,
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Reading Dickins' by the glow
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of the light that lingers through the window
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Winter Moon
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I remember when I fell for you.
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So delicious but so devious,
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When you stole that kiss in my living room.
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Now you're gone, in the city livin' on your own
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But every snowfall I will think of you
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And the love we knew 'neath the winter moon
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Sometimes I call upon the stars,
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To listen to my aching heart.
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The piano plays a wistful tune.
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About the days we would swoon.
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Beneath the winter moon
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I remember when I fell for you.
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So delicious but so devious,
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When you stole that kiss in my living room.
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Now you're gone, in the city livin' on your own
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But every snowfall I will think of you
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And the love we knew 'neath the winter moon
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Every snowfall I will think of you
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And the love we knew,
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'neath the winter moon.
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Winter Moon (With Puppet Friends)
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| Mindy Gledhill |
