| Falling like a snowflake on the road
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| Heavy like your footprints in the snow
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| Turning like a wheel that moves the soul
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| Burning like a star that guides you home
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| Will you comfort me? |
| ‘Cause my hands are open
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| Comfort me
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| Will you comfort me like someone you’ve chosen?
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| Comfort me
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| ‘Cause I, I don’t fade, I don’t fall easily
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| So if you want some, you take all of me
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| ‘Cause I, I’m like Sun with all her gravity
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| Follow home all those memories
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| ‘Cause I swear when you get there you’ll belong
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| Sending up a flare to guide you on
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| Siphoning the best times that we’ve known
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| And spiralling their outlines in the snow, in the snow
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| ‘Cause my hands are open
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| Comfort me
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| Will you comfort me like someone you’ve chosen?
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| Comfort me
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| ‘Cause I, I don’t fade, I don’t fall easily
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| So if you want some, you take all of me
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| ‘Cause I, I’m like Sun with all her gravity
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| Follow home all those memories
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| ‘Cause oh oh, the silence oh oh, of the things we used to say
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| We used to say
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| Oh, oh, the silence oh oh, of the songs we used to play, play
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| I don’t fade, I don’t fall easily
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| So if you want some, you take all of me, all of me
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| I’m like Sun with all her gravity
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| Follow home all those memories |