| You look into the evening, you count the lights,
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| The dress is blue on the shoulders - your house is waiting for someone,
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| And for some reason two candles are burning,
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| Although he's not here long,
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| When the wing broke,
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| And you forgot…
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| Where did these flowers grow
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| Where was the warm wind,
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| Where it warmed through its warmth,
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| Where the world is different than ever.
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| What will you find in yourself
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| What has not disappeared in you,
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| What has long been covered with snow,
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| You will remember, you will live it in a moment again.
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| Sometimes they catch your eye,
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| They are petals,
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| That fits close,
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| And runs away again,
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| You wanted to see in someone
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| What she kept in it,
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| That the carpet was silently frozen,
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| Remains there…
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| Where did these flowers grow
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| Where was the warm wind,
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| Where it warmed through its warmth,
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| Where the world is different than ever.
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| What will you find in yourself
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| What has not disappeared in you,
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| What has long been covered with snow,
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| You will remember, you will live it in a moment again.
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| What will last like eternity,
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| And in that moment you will be there,
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| You will bring life back.
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| Where did these flowers grow
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| Where was the warm wind,
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| Where it warmed through its warmth,
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| Where the world is different than ever.
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| What will you find in yourself
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| What has not disappeared in you,
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| What has long been covered with snow,
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| You will remember, you will live it in a moment again.
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| What has long been covered with snow,
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| You will remember, you will live it in a moment again. |