| Past the cold window
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| Howling through the front door
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| Oh my, came her squall of snow woke my slumbering core
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| Oh my, just a flash boom
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| I never knew thunder could moan at ice
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| And I didn’t know the lightening ever struck here twice
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| And I never knew the power of the winter sky
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| And I did not have a thing to say to you
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| Days once grass and smiles
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| Nights once holding, folding on in our minds
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| Oh my, and in that summertime
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| Clouds as angry left us feeling so tired
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| First a flash boom in the bedroom
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| I never knew thunder could moan at ice
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| And I didn’t know the lightening ever struck here twice
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| And I never knew the power of the winter sky
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| And I did not have a thing to say to you
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| Like take these hands
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| And take these feet
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| Take anything you need
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| I never knew thunder could moan at ice
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| And I didn’t know the lightening ever struck here twice
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| And I never knew the power of the winter sky
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| If I ever knew the thunder could moan at ice
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| If I ever knew the lightening ever struck here twice
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| And if I ever knew the power of the winter sky
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| Would I be alone beneath the frozen moon?
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| Take these hands, take these feet
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| Oh, take anything you need
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| Oh, take anything you need |