| Stockholm Snow |
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| Dance by my window, so I can see your face |
| Cause I am locked in here and the key is on the outside |
| It’s almost morning and all the stockholm snow |
| Is falling on your head and on your window |
| I won’t be forever wanted here |
| And the sun shall shine on me sometime this year |
| As I try to find your way |
| You look like a snowman without the carrotnose |
| And the jacket that I told you, you looked nice in You said that all you wanted was to dance |
| So come on melt the ice outside my window |
