These are the days, I
Should have lived better.
These are the days, that
Snow has made wetter.
Oh, the snow
The temperature sinking.
Oh, my heart
Only keeps beating.
These are the days, my
Mind's full of clutter.
These are the days, you
You wrote that letter.
Oh, the snow
The temperature sinking.
Oh, my heart
Only keeps beating for you.
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