| It must be winter in my heart
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| There’s nothing warm in there, at all
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| I miss the Summer and the Spring
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| The foating, yellow leaves of Fall
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| A million colors fill my eyes
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| The Roman candles and the stars
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| Calendar says July 4th
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| But it’s still winter in my heart
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| They say flowers bloom in Spring
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| Red and Golden, Blue and Pink
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| They say seasons turn in time
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| Theirs our changing, why won’t mine?
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| It must be winter in my heart
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| There’s nothing warm in there at all
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| I miss the Summer and Spring
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| The floating, yellow leaves of Fall
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| The air in there is frigid cold
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| I don’t know what the reasons are
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| The calendar says August 1
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| But it’s still winter in my heart
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| They say flowers bloom in Spring
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| Red and Golden, Blue and Pink
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| They say seasons turn in time
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| Theirs our changing, why won’t mine?
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| It must be winter in my heart (x4)
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| I don’t know what the reasons are
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| It must be winter in my heart (x3)
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| I don’t know what the reasons are
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| It must be winter in my heart |