| I’ll fetch you water from the well
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| If you sweep all the ashes out into the wind
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| 'Cause we sit by candle light again
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| Two months that hover close to the light of morning
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| And how you made this cold boy smile
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| From the storm you took me weathered, wearied and tired
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| How you showed me the lessons of simple things
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| How love made this cold boy sing
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| Some say that love is the poem of life
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| Some say that love is the pain of being alive
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| Some say that there’s nothing on the other side
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| Some have traded their souls for just a good time
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| And how you made this cold boy smile
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| From the storm you took me weathered, wearied and tired
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| You showed me the lessons of simple things
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| How love made this cold boy sing
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| When we are in harmony
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| When we are in harmony
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| And how you made this cold boy smile
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| From the storm you took me weathered, wearied and tired
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| How you showed me the lessons of simple things
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| How love made this cold, how love made this cold
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| How love made this cold boy sing |