Last winter, on the coldest day, people gathered 'round,
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I heard what you said behind me,
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now I'm here looking for another way now,
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I'm standing for an angel to take me away,
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oh how I feel you've woke up,
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oh well I feel you now
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and your crashing down today,
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[CHORUS] And the moon that shines
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turns into tides, as clouds are pushed by wind
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and the butterflies collide inside
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a jar that lies within your heart, your free
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The last winter, on the longest day when people gathered 'round,
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you never looked around to see me,
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now I'm just looking for my other way out,
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still waiting for that angel to take me away,
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oh how I feel you've woke up,
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oh how I feel you now
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and your crashing down today.
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[CHORUS]
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your free, so why are you falling down
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your free, when the worlds not right,
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your free to do what you like
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Last Winter
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| Ryan Cabrera |
