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Apr 2016
On frosted nights

Your breath is on my window,

But you won't stay though.

On frosted nights

Your breath is on my window

But you won't stay though

And I won't see you go.

On frosted nights

Your breath is on my window

But you won't stay though

And I never see you go.
Polar
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