| I will always think of
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| How I can count off the hours
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| Maybe I could be the sonar
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| Reading all all the sound
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| Ba bada ba bada di
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| Winter is so hollow
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| In the month of Snow Lion
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| His teeth are getting sharper
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| On her shoulder blades
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| Ba ada ba ada da
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| That is not supposed to keep you warm
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| It hasn’t turned to night
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| But still a great time
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| And in the empty months
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| Of me in good light
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| And I was in a shuttered room
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| And living in the movie
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| Alone inside the story
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| Waiting for two to be you
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| Ba bada ba bada anmi
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| That is not supposed to keep you warm
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| Baby I was with you all of the years
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| It could be a fire on the snow
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| I will always think of
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| How, how to count off the hours
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| I could be the sonar
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| Reading all all the sound
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| Bada ba bada da do
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| Winter is so hollow
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| In the month of Snow Lion
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| His teeth are getting sharper
|
| On her shoulder blades
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| Badu ba badu da du
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| Winter is so hollow |