| Silver and gold and it’s growing cold
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| Autumn leaves lay as thick as thieves
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| Shivers down your spine chill you to the bone
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| 'cos the mandolin wind is the melody that turns your heart to stone
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| The heat of your breath carving shadows in the mist
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| Every angel has the wish that she’s never been kissed
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| A broken dream haunting in your sleep
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| And hiding in your smile
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| A secret you must keep, love cuts you deep
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| Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| There’s no scarlet in you, lay your veil down for me As sure as god made wine, you can’t wrap your arms around a memory
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| Take warmth from me, cold autumn wind cut sharp as a knife
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| And in the dark for me, you’re the candle flame that flickers to life
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| Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| Wise man say all is fair in love and war
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| And there’s no right or wrong in the design of love
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| And i could only watch as the wind crushed your wings
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| Broken and torn, crushed like a flower under the snow
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| And like the flower in spring
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| Love will rise again to heal your wings
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| Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
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| Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel |