The ground was filled with snow, I really had to go
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'Cause I saw you waiting for me
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Before my inner eyes, and figured out replies
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That would make it easier to see
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That spring took a halt in kindness
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Just to clear out our blindness
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Matchmaker, a grand faker
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Matchmaking me to you
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Matchmaker, a grand faker
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Matchmaking me to you
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I'm not among the crowd, who screams out loud
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But who whispers, when they are afraid
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I'm quiet, the reverse, I don't like to rehearse
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So socializing may seem dull with me
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But you don't seem to mind, kind as you are, one of a kind
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Matchmaker, a grand faker
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Matchmaking me to you
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Happy love cartoons, april fools
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I'm so grateful for the way you're carrying me
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Heavy load I guess but I confess
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Half of the time I'm pushing you in front of me
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The ground was filled with snow, I really had to go
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'Cause I saw you waiting for me
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Before my inner eyes, and figured out replies
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That would make it easier to see
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That spring took a halt in kindness
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Just to clear out our blindness
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Matchmaker, a grand faker
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Matchmaking me to you
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Matchmaker, a grand faker
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Matchmaking me to you
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Matchmaker
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Peter Bjorn And John |