| The snow is a backdrop
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| It’s the scene where the past gets dropped
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| You’re hands are sweating
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| Even though you’re shivering
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| It’s best to have thick skin
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| Or else you’ll let the wind get in
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| There’s plenty to be sick about
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| But you, I can’t do without
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| We can find what we’re looking for
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| I know you’re starting to doubt it
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| Turn you a bit around
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| Hear the world make a brand new sound
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| I’m a cold, cold cynic
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| Today I do the optimist twist
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| Maybe it’s the weather
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| It can only get better
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| Up and down, down and up
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| Honey, you and I are really messed up
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| But I’m still dreaming
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| That you’re not leaving
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| We can find what we’re looking for
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| I know you’re starting to doubt it
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| Turn you a bit around
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| Hear the world make a brand new sound
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| Can we let go off these days?
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| But don’t let go off me, baby
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| Hearts get poured into
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| When there’s nothing left to lose
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| Lookout for hope
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| 'Cause she’s coming into view
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| We can find what we’re looking for
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| I know you’re starting to doubt it
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| Can we let go off these days?
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| But don’t let go off me, baby
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| Hearts get poured into
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| When there’s nothing left to lose
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| Lookout for hope
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| 'Cause she’s coming into view
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| Lookout for hope
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| 'Cause she’s coming into view
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| It could only get better
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| It could only get better
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| It could only get better |