Are your hands sunsteady, ready to be free,
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Are you almost ready, to sat next to me,
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If I go to where the sunlight hits the snow,
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Cos everyone knows that we're bored with letting go,
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Is your head unready, ready to believe,
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Do you feel unsteady, sat next to me,
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Should I go to where the sunlight hits the snow,
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Cos everyone knows that we're bored with letting go.
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Cos everyone knows that when the sunlight hits the snow,
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Sunlight Hits the Snow
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| I Am Kloot |
