| And when the winter drifted in
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| I was not expecting
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| You to hold on for so long
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| You to hold on for so long
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| The day the white deer died
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| The snow turned red as wine
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| I know how hard we tried
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| I know how hard we tried
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| And on that day you came to me
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| Flowers woven in your hair
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| Felt the ocean on your skin
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| The promise it would bring
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| Cause I remember you
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| And you remembered me
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| We’ll feel this way again
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| We’ll feel this way again
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| We’ll feel this way again
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| It’s just an old ceremony
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| Again
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| It’s just an old ceremony
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| And now we’re filled with hope again
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| Yes we’re filled with hope again
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| I whispered in your ear
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| Like you whispered into mine
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| I’ll be here when we’re old
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| When our story’s almost told
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| And all those things we’ve made
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| Will slowly start to fade
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| It’s just an old ceremony
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| Fade
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| It’s just an old ceremony |