lunes, agosto 23

Winter Song (8)

Winter Song .-*
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This is my winter song to you,
the storm is coming soon,
it rolls in from the sea.
My voice, a beacon in the night,
my words will be your light
to carry you to me
.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love...
.
They say that things just cannot grow
beneath the winter snow,
or so I have been told.
They say we're very far,
just like a distant star
I simply cannot hold
.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
.
This is my winter song,
December never felt so wrong
'cause you're not where you belong:
inside my arms.
I still believe in summer days,
the seasons always change
and life will find a way.
I'll be your harvester of light
and send it out tonight
so we can star again.
.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
.
This is my winter song,
December never felt so wrong
'cause you're not where you belong:
inside my arms.
This is my winter song to you,
the storm is coming soon,
it rolls in from the sea.
My voice, a beacon in the night,
my words will be your light
to carry you to me.
.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is...

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