The snow won't stick to the weeping willow
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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've done 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
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Weeping Willow
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| The Hush Sound |
