| Remember tumble weeds on an empty road
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| That coffee pot on a burning stove
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| The Christmas tree in a place called home
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| That’s what I miss the most
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| As drifting leaves fall to the ground
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| I scoop them up and I throw them down
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| I close my eyes and I start to count
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| The lonely people leaving town
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| And I feel like a monkey in winter
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| And you are a lizard in the sun
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| Yes I feel like a monkey in winter
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| Say hello to something new
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| Is what a friend told me to do
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| 'cos beggars can’t be choosers and I can’t afford to lose
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| We never touched, we never kissed
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| We never loved though we thought we did
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| So I walked away and I called it quits
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| What the eyes don’t see, you know the heart won’t miss
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| But I feel like a monkey in winter
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| And you are a lizard in the sun
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| Yes I feel like a monkey in winter
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| And winter’s just began
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| Remember summer long ago
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| The sun beats down, the air was clean
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| It came and went away
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| Things come and go
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| But do you, do you remember me?
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| Remember tumble weeds on an empty road
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| Coffee pot on a burnin' stove
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| The Christmas tree in a place called home
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| That’s what I miss the most
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| We never touched we never kissed
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| We never loved though we thought we did
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| So I walked away and I called it quits
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| What the eyes don’t see, you know the heart don’t miss
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| But I feel like a monkey in winter
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| And you are a lizard in the sun
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| Yes I feel like a monkey in winter
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| And it looks like winter’s gone |