| Winter’s come
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| Now I’m cold
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| Singing along to this courtesy call
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| A reminder that the season is near
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| The wait’s now over
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| As I follow the skyline
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| A familiar melody takes my breath away
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| In time, the lights and the street signs show me
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| I know I’m where I belong
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| I wake up to
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| A mental feeling that I once knew
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| Winter’s passing as I slumber
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| Crossing our fingers for the summer
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| And I know that each night must end
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| But with our eyes, maybe we’ll just pretend
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| This weather could last forever
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| No need for saying goodbye
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| As I follow the skyline
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| A familiar melody takes my breath away
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| In time, the lights and the street signs show me
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| I know I’m where I belong
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| I wake up to
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| A mental feeling that I once knew
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| Winter’s passing as I slumber
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| Crossing our fingers for the summer
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| We spent our nights searching for this
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| A star to turn into a wave
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| And I
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| I think that we can make it rain
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| I wake up to
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| A mental feeling that I once knew
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| Winter’s passing as I slumber
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| Crossing our fingers for the summer
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| I wake up to
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| A mental feeling that I once knew
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| Winter’s passing as I slumber
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| Crossing our fingers for the summer |