| Cold, my breathing like a fog
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| Summer’s over
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| No more birds to sing their songs
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| Steps, my dirty tracks left in the snow
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| Bruised and battered
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| I’ve gone as far as I can go
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| I can see you in your candlelight beyond the trees
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| Hear your voice now from a distance callin' out to me
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| Come on in from the cold
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| Come on in from the outside
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| Come on in from the cold
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| Come on in from the outside
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| Wind, don’t see her but she’s there
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| Dead leaves are movin'
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| Her calling cards across the air
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| I can see you in the window, a shadow through the trees
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| Hear your voice now from a distance callin' out to me
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| Honey
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| Come on in from the cold
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| Come on in from the outside
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| Come on in from the cold
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| Almost losing the daylight
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| I’ve been lost and I’ve been broken
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| I’ve been buried in the snow
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| But I hear your voice and I keep walkin'
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| I keep walkin', don’t know why I walk to you
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| And I’ve got nowhere left to go
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| (Come on in from the cold) I’ve been waiting for you
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| (Come on in from the outside) I’ve been waiting for you
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| (Come on in from the cold)
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| (Come on in from the outside)
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| (Come on in from the cold)
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| (Come on in from the cold) |