| You were glass, I was ice
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| So we built a snow-globe of our lives
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| Winter remained at the door
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| Over time, needing love
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| It’s not enough to keep you holding on
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| For more
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| Boy, you are nothing more than a ghost to me
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| Ghost to me
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| Presence I feel occasionally
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| Love me and keep me happy with empty space
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| Empty space
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| Memories of winter fill your place…
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| Remember the first time you saw me:
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| I swear the classroom was empty before I
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| Caught your eye
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| And it was a good day for kiss-chase
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| The ground was dry and I still tripped on my lace
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| Close me eyes:
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| The things you say, the things you do
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| They slip away and fade from you
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| Boy, you are nothing more than a ghost to me
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| Ghost to me
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| Presence I feel occasionally
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| Love me and keep me happy with empty space
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| Empty space
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| Memories of winter fill your place…
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| Seems like dreams are hard to see through
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| I saw the best in you
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| Seems like I’m just wasting my time
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| Where should I draw the line?
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| You haunt me, ghost
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| You’re the one that I love most
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| And it’s hard to care
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| When you’re never really there, there… |