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+ winter song
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The dusk is gaining ground,
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Lights flicker all around,
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and as I walk along the streets
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the snow is falling ever faster
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Looking to the sky,
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I wonder where you are
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the way you came into my life
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filling everyday with laughter
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Almost blinded by the snowflakes on my face,
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Despite the chill, I feel the warmth of your embrace
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Intoxicated now, I stutter like a fool
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I feel the chill, I could fall away
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I want to show you everything I've seen, the way I'm feeling,
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I need to be with you tonight to hold your arms around me
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My love for you is deeper than the deepest snows of winter
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The greatest gift I ever had was you
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This sparkling crystal wall,
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this magic winterland
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If I could share it all with you
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and make-believe forever after
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Like a blanket over everything in sight,
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In the hush, I hear the silence of the night
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The snow has covered all the streets we walked along
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I hope you still remember me tonight,
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I want to show you everything I've seen, the way I'm feeling,
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I need to be with you tonight to feel you all around me
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My love for you is deeper than the deepest snows of winter
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The greatest gift I ever had...
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Can you remember feeling this way before?
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Do you know? do you understand what's going through my heart?
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Oh, the way I love you, I just hope you feel it too.
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Tonight, wherever you are
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I want to show you everything I've seen, the way I'm feeling,
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I need to be with you tonight to hold your arms around me
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My love for you is deeper than the deepest snows of winter
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The greatest gift I ever had was you.
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The greatest gift I ever had was you. (It was you)
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This is my song for you...
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This is my song for you...
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«é«ô«ì«¿- / Love Letter
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Dreams Come True |