| Oh, the new year, it started with our friend
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| He met up with his end and we will miss him
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| And now his daughter, his little honeymoon
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| She’ll have to live on memories and music
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| But memories, they come and they go
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| And even the good ones leave sorrow
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| So love me now and love me hard
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| 'Cause there’s something in this wind that’s blowing through
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| I’m praying to God every night
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| That he doesn’t let it take me away from you
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| This wind that’s blowing through
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| This wind that’s blowing through
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| I used to think that I knew what love was
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| Back when I was young, I was mistaken
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| And now I know exactly what it is
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| How can it be a gift when it will be taken?
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| So pull it close and hold it tight
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| Here it comes again, the nightfall
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| Oh, love me now and love me hard
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| 'Cause there’s something in this wind that’s blowing through
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| I’m praying to God every night
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| That it’s not coming for me or you
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| This wind that’s blowing through
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| This wind that’s blowing through
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| This wind that’s blowing through |