The snow was falling down like pieces of the sky last Friday night I was outside on the street, and she was inside to a beat Next thing I know, she's watching me writing to her in the snow "Let's go" She got up so close, the condensation changed her to a ghost But she appeared again, as she wrote on the glass "Well, it depends..." "Where and when?" |
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