I was coming home from school
In the stairwell I asked you for coffee
To that cafe
Where is the revolving door
At the foot of the stairs
In the shadow of the granite
I was nervous
Will you go with me
You looked at the snow in your eyelashes
At me and smiled, you said:
You have to go to dance class
And I went to stand in the snow
I have to go to dance class
And I ended up standing in the snow
I'm coming from the store
A wooden bread box under my arm
The one
With sliding door
On the corner of the hotel
In the shadow of the marble
I see you
For a long time
Snow in your eyelashes you tell something
And you smile, you say :
I have to go to dance class
And I'm left standing in the snow
I have to go to dance class
And I'm left standing in the snow
And at home I can hear
When the ice cream truck is singing outside
Snow in your eyelashes
You looked at me and smiled, you said:
You have to go to dance class< br/>And I stood in the snow
I have to go to dance class
And I stood in the snow
I have to go to dance class
And I I stood in the snow

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