| I can feel the cold air fill into my lungs
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| Brave another winter and pray for the sun
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| But the sun will never warm my heart the way that you do.
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| You got me singing out…
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| I live in a castle where no one can come near
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| And every wall was laid with bricks of mortar and tears
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| I swore I’d never lower down this old bridge again
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| But with every word you speak, my walls crumble in When we both sing…
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| There was a time when I could tell you for sure,
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| That love was just a cruel charade of Empty words and promises to break
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| But something in the way that you are
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| Makes me want to start again
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| Love can draw a fine line between wisdom and folly
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| And clarity of visions proves itself beyond worth
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| But every line is blurry when your eyes are like mine
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| But still I clearly see what you’d have me find
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| When we both sing…
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| There was a time when I could tell you for sure,
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| That love was just a cruel charade of Empty words and promises to break
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| But something in the way that you are
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| Makes me want to start again
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| With all the crippling fear that heartache can bring
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| Darlin' if you take my hand
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| I’ll walk with you from winter into spring
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| Something in the way that you are
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| Keeps me hanging on |