It's a damn cold night,
Trying to figure out this lifeWon't you take me by the hand?Take me somewhere new,I don't know who you areBut I... I'm with you;I'm with you.
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The things I do for love.
When words became unimportant
That was when I understood
I was happy to have met you.
And somewhere in that time,
Silenty and softly, like feathers,
The snow began to fall.
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