It's winter again.
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A white-washed and frozen...sky.
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I came to the door,
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Eyes maladjusted...from the light,
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But your voice rang clear.
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You said, "For all I thought I'd ever need,
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It's hard to face the holidays without."
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Well I've left my last message on your machine.
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It's hard to face the holidays
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When you're looking for the words to say.
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When you're looking for the words to say.
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So you've found a friend,
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To spend all your cold nights with him,
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But if I was there
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Then I'd wonder why,
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You still wear my jacket
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Closed with traces of my scent.
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And I said, "For all I thought I'd ever need,
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It's hard to face the holidays without."
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Well I've left my last message in your machine.
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It's hard to face the holidays,
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When you're looking for the words to say.
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So stay with me here.
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Nose to nose,
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Cold enough to see as our breath
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Slowly escapes and exchanges...
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From my lungs to yours,
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From your mouth to mine.
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For all I thought I'd ever need,
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It's hard to face the holidays without.
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Well I've left my last message on your machine.
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It's hard to face the holidays
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When you're looking for the words to say
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(stay with me here
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Nose to nose,
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Cold enough to see as our breath)
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When you're looking for the words to say.
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When you're looking for the words to say.
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(stay with me here
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Nose to nose,
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Cold enough to see as our breath)
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When you're looking for the words to say.
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When you're looking for the words to say.
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Winter Passing
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The Academy Is... |