| I looked out my window,
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| The city was covered in white.
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| It was cut into pieces,
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| A puzzle with nothing inside.
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| And I thought of my cold heart,
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| Frozen, and binding my chest.
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| Grown tired of beating,
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| I knew I should give it a rest.
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| Well I’ll be content with just waiting for now,
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| I take in this emotions while I figure out,
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| Where I’m going.
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| Oh, Where, I’m going.
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| Well I hope you found happiness,
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| I hope you found someone to hold.
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| Someone with direction, and a purpose,
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| To fit in your mold.
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| Oh right now I’m petrified,
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| Scare of what’s coming my way.
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| I’m tied to the tracks, and I know,
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| That love is the train.
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| Well I’ll be content with just waiting for now,
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| Take in this emotion while I figure out,
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| Where I’m going.
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| Oh, Where, I’m going.
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| The snow is melting,
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| And I breathe in deep,
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| Now that winter’s over,
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| Can I find the spring?
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| The snow is melting,
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| And I feel my heart,
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| It’s no longer frozen,
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| The beat can now start.
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| Well I’d be content with just waiting for now,
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| I take in this emotions while I figure out,
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| Where I’m going.
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| Oh, Where, I’m going.
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| Where, I’m going.
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| Oh, Where, I’m going.
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| I looked out my window,
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| The city was covered in white.
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| It was cut into pieces,
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| A puzzle with nothing inside. |