Winter

It's a cold cold world in winter 
Can't seem to move my fingers
Can't get the chill out of my bones
I think baby
It must be winter in your heart.
Bare trees
Shiver in the wind
And I'm blown away
All that's left is white snow 
And a little bit of heartache.

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