| I followed footprints in the snow,
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| Never knowing if I was right behind you,
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| Looking down no one would know,
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| I wasn’t walking hand in hand beside you.
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| For your footprints lead the way,
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| To a hearth where hearts we made surround you,
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| You’re awash in all its glow,
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| And I’m still standing in the snow.
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| I stood and watched the lights go out,
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| While the snowflakes settled all around me,
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| And though it filled my heart with doubt,
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| Couldn’t move and this is where you found me.
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| As our footprints disappear,
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| Snow erasing how I came to be here,
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| I’ve got nowhere else to go,
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| Now you’re standing in the snow.
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| Look for understanding in the snow,
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| You look just outstanding in the snow,
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| Standing in the snow.
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| Now it’s almost Christmas Eve,
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| And I’m surrounded with the sound of laughter,
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| To give is better than to deceive,
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| For I received a happy ever after.
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| You might have left me in the cold,
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| A fitting ending for the fool that I was,
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| But you’d be cuddled up alone,
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| And I’d still be standing in the snow. |