Haunting me again,
those winters would return
through all the sleepless nights
In cold, I'd burn.
All the truths are lies
the day tells me as it passes by
What else can i do
Stand by the window and cry
The winter has come
And I'm still not prepared
waiting for the sunrise
I'm alone and scared
l wish it was a story
I'd write a page or two
will keep it near my heart
And protect it all mylife through
She's like sunlight
as sharp as a knife
Heating me all day
In the winters of my life
She goes away
like the sun goes down
But I know she'd come back again
and change the weather around
All things goes back to normal
like the sun rising up from the horizon
But again she went away
leaving me alone
Why such a dark night
descends upon my window
All dreams don't come true
l know
But the heart doesn't accept it
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