| Listen to the briskly whistling winter evergreen
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| Whispering through the frozen morning light
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| And tell me what’s to come
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| Saying my time is near
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| Never fear
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| How close each year
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| I’m winter
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| Reminding me to trade my t-shirts for my woven wools
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| Trade my sandals for my skis
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| Whispered warnings in the wind
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| Saying soon come the dancing snowflakes
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| They’re kissing every tree
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| They’re kissing you and me
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| Please hurry
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| Falling
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| Dazzling dancing diamonds from the sky
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| Prisms
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| Rainbow sparkled flurries in our eyes
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| Whipping across the frozen crystal metal pines of ice
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| Race the snow
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| We’ll spend the mornings by our bed
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| They cuddle close and wine and dine
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| The setting sun
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| The morning light will blind those eyes
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| Shooting down the glistening
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| Outside
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| Screaming through the whispering pines
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| The freedom of each day
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| Will cleanse our minds
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| I can hardly wait for winter
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| I can hardly wait for the snow
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| I can hardly hardly wait for winter
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| I can hardly wait for the snow
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| Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow |