The wind is chilly,it's icy cold.
I come back to my place,
An empty room.
It's so cold.
Loneliness,it freezes up my heart.
But then,I have my memories with me,
And it begins to melt the ice.
Memories of love,
And I am warm again.
I come back to my place,
An empty room.
It's so cold.
Loneliness,it freezes up my heart.
But then,I have my memories with me,
And it begins to melt the ice.
Memories of love,
And I am warm again.
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