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Snow blankets the city in a cover of white |
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I wish someone's arms were holding me as tight |
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But the devil wind blows harder on me |
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Cold and bare |
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And someone's arms won't be reaching for there's nobody there |
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I guess there are some who love long and true |
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Who never go wanting for loving to do |
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But others try always in vain just to find |
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Someone's arms to hold them and ease their mind |
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Love is a raven |
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Feathers dark and long |
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She perches by moonlight and is gone before dawn |
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The lover is a babe in the woods full of harm |
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To be laid down or gathered by someone's arms |
