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Winter

I want to forget

But memories won't quit you

winter of my heart

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  1. I can see the ice is dripping
    But spring is cold without you hear
    I don't believe in happy endings
    At this time of every year
    And everything just feels so vague
    As the nights go shorter than the days
    I am gazing out the window
    Watching winter melt away

    When you called me from Virginia
    My heart rose into my mouth
    You said you would be here in April
    In the meantime I'd come south
    In the coldest months of Boston
    I wish that we could meet half way
    But now I'm driving down to see you
    watching winter melt away

    And you know you know, the sun will warm our bones
    But you go you go..because the snow is not your home
    It never was...and it never will be
    I never will be

    Ill see you again in August
    When sky's no longer lined in Grey
    But I'll remember how you left me
    Watching winter melt away

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  2. i thought that song would be quite fitting

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