| I’ve been waiting, pacing along the halls
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| Ever since you left here
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| I’ve been cleaning, scrubbing the plates
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| And weeding out the garden dear
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| I can’t fall asleep to your mystery
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| Slowly blowing from the shore
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| I have not failed to be what you’d expect of me
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| Swallowing glass just to stay pure
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| All the birds are heading down south
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| But you’re staying up north you say
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| I’ve got jackets, blankets, and sheets
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| It’s going to be a cold December
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| It could be warm you see, a statue next to me
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| Swimming away from ice and snow
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| Could I have failed to see the signs in front of me?
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| Warning and flashing symbols, subtle and simple I couldn’t see
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| I couldn’t see
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| If only time could slow down, maybe I could come up
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| It’s such a cold December
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| It’s such a cold December
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| It’s so cold
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| I can’t fall asleep to your mystery
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| Slowly blowing from the shore
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| I have not failed to be what you’d expect of me
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| Swallowing glass just to stay pure
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| Summer’s come and summer has gone
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| Your Christmas cards can’t comfort me
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| You’ve found new friends and tied all the ends
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| It’s freezing in the loneliest winter
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| It could be warm you see, a statue next to me
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| Swimming away from ice and snow
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| Could I have failed to see the signs in front of me?
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| Warning and flashing symbols, subtle and simple I couldn’t see
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| I couldn’t see
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| If only time could slow down, then maybe I could come up
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| It’s such a cold December
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| It’s such a cold December
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| It’s so cold |