| When lonely feelings chill
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| The meadows of your mind
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| Just think if Winter comes
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| Can Spring be far behind?
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| Beneath the deepest snows
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| The secret of a rose
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| Is merely that it knows
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| You must believe in Spring!
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| Just as a tree is sure
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| Its leaves will reappear;
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| It knows its emptiness
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| Is just the time of year
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| The frozen mountain dreams
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| Of April’s melting streams
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| How crystal clear it seems
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| You must believe in Spring!
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| You must believe in love
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| And trust it’s on its way
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| Just as the sleeping rose
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| Awaits the kiss of May
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| So in a world of snow
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| Of things that come and go
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| Where what you think you know
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| You can’t be certain of
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| You must believe in Spring and love
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| You must believe in love
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| And trust it’s on its way
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| Just as the sleeping rose
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| Awaits the kiss of May
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| So in a world of snow
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| Of things that come and go
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| Where what you think you know
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| You can’t be certain of
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| You must believe in Spring and love
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| You must believe in Spring and love
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| You must believe in Spring and love |