Seven years of rain and ice and snow
i gave you my heart but you ran away to Rome
we hid our lives behind the covers
the story thickens and the plot begins to grow
say it aint so
say it aint so
say it aint so
say it aint so
pictures of dry land a heat you did not know
fire in our burn, water to warm to cool
we hid our lives behind the covers
the story thickens and the plot begins to grow
say it aint so
say it aint so
say it aint so
say it aint so
say it aint so

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