Snow,
perfect white snow,
falling softly.
Go before you change your mind,
it wouldn't be the first time.
No offence I
just need to be on my own.
Sometimes you've got to be sad
to realise what you had.
sell your soul for bags of hope.
It's false and you know it too,
you know it too.
Collide,
pulled together like coast and tide,
undeniable,
undefineable.
No offense I
just need to be on my own.
Sometimes you've got to be sad
to realise what you had.
No offense I
just need to be on my own.
Sometimes you've got to be sad
to realise what you had.

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