| We both know it’s going to be another long winter
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| The kind that freezes shut the doors of early spring
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| But I’ll still let you in
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| When I hear you knocking, with a whisper
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| I’ll open the doors and I’ll let you in
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| Depressing things are empty beds and lonely dinners
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| And women who are middle aged with naked fingers
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| I’ll buy myself a ring
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| To symbolize this marriage every time I break the locks to let you in
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| Cause nothing’s worse than seeing you worse than me
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| And nothing hurts like seeing you hurt like me
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| The consequence is less than the happiness you bring to me
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| There’s more to give than what you take from me
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| Cause nothing’s worse than seeing you worse than me
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| And nothing hurts like seeing you hurt like me
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| The consequence is less than the happiness you bring to me
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| There’s more to give than what you take from me
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| Believe in the things that you know
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| Believe in the things that you know
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| Sunshine, throw a starving man a piece of bread
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| All I said, I didn’t mean
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| The chill is strong and nothing seems
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| To thaw the icy sentiment
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| Of love that’s gone once winter’s spent
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| All I said, I didn’t mean
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| The chill is strong and nothing seems
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| To thaw the icy sentiment
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| Of love that’s gone once winter’s spent |