| Thirty two degrees on a winter’s day
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| Think about it for a second
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| And feel the cool, cool breeze on your neck
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| And then think about it for a second
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| If there ever was a day
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| That you should get away
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| I feel it in my bones
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| I think today’s the day
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| And you can’t back down
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| Take the chance to leave behind
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| A single dance in the snow, between the trees
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| You will know the sound of nothing
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| Come away on this winter’s day
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| We are going to ride again
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| And buckle in, get you suited up
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| It’s time to fly
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| Eighty two degrees on a summer’s day
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| Take a minute and remember
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| With the cool, cool breeze in your head again
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| Take a minute and remember
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| If there ever was a day
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| That you should get away
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| I feel it in my bones
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| I think today’s the day
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| And you can’t back down
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| Take the chance to leave behind
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| A single dance
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| You will know the sound of nothing
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| Come away on this winter’s day
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| We’re gonna ride again
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| And buckle in, get you suited up
|
| It’s time to fly
|
| Come away on this winter’s day
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| We’re gonna ride again
|
| And buckle in, get you suited up
|
| It’s time to fly
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| Thirty two degrees on a winter’s day
|
| Think about it for a second
|
| Come away on this winter’s day
|
| We’re gonna ride again
|
| And buckle in, get you suited up
|
| It’s time to fly
|
| Come away on this winter’s day
|
| We’re gonna ride again
|
| And buckle in, get you suited up
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| It’s time to fly |