| The footprints over the snow
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| The fabric over the lonely
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| C-Covering only
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| The fables and hands
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| The rest is out in the cold
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| Holding the last of the season
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| Ye-ah
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| My-my-my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my love like a voice
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| We’re walkin' into the fields
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| We’re walkin' into the forest
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| The moon is before us Up above
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| We’re holdin' hands in the rain
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| S-Sayin' words like I love you
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| D-D-Do you love me?
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| Ye-ah
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| My-my-my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my love like a voice
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| Mother Mary heard us approaching her door
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| Though we didn’t make a sound
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| There’s nothing like finding gold
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| Within the rocks hard and cold
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| I’m so surprised to find more
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| Always surprised to find more
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| I won’t look back anymore
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| I left the people that do It’s not the chase that I love
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| It’s me following you
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| My, my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my heart like a kick drum
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| My, my love like a voice
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| My, my heart like a kick drum |