When the snow comes, I don't leave no tracks
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I stay inside until you get back
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I leave it virgin, honest and pure
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Like my heart where you're concerned
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Can you get here before it's melted?
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Can you listen to this broken record again?
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Now I'm looking at the Montana sky
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In the dead of winter in my life's twilight
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Some things just want to pry you right open
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But my heart just waits proud and frozen
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Can you get here before it's melted?
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Can you listen to this broken record again?
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How did you get yourself gone so much?
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Or is that road the only song you can love?
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In my dream I'm working late at the bar
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I'm switching the channels on the TV
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Looking for you, baby, or some kind of sign
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But when I awake I'm just snow blinded
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Can you get here before it's melted?
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Can you listen to this broken record?
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Can you get here before it's melted?
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Can you listen to this broken record again?
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Broken Record
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| Amy Ray |
