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Shanendogs
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About Winter and Her Name
So we did have a toast,
but she spilled it all on my coat.
And it rained anyway,
Would she mind about my stains?
But she offered me an umbrella,
Yet she lived nearby the old folks cellar.
In her place, she would ask me,
Why I was so amazed.
Now I know which are the colors, of your walls.
And I know which are the colors, of your songs.
Don't you hate winter boy? Well, I don't.
Don't you know how to call me? Well, I don't.
Then I asked about her,
but no one had seen her yet.
Guess she moved out of town,
where the sky is free of clouds.
And the umbrella she lent,
it's still here in my hand.
Well I bet she did know,
That she won't use it anymore
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Now I know where she's hidden of them all
Now I know that I won't go, I won't go
Don't you hate winter boy? Well, I don't.
Don't you know how to call me? Well, I don't.
Was it the first or the last winter spent for us?
Would she care about my name if she didn't recall what's hers?
Now I know...
Now I know what are the colors...
Now I know what are the colors of your walls.
And now I know what are the colors of your songs.
Was it the first or the last winter spent for us?
Would she care about my name if she didn't recall what's hers?
Don't you hate winter boy?
Well, I don't
Dont know you know how to call me?
Well, I don't... I don't
I don't.
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