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Lyrics 1

Out in the cold 

I braced myself

for another cold,

lonely walk in these

tired streets of despair.

 

It’s been a while

since love held my hand

on my way back home

kissing away my pains.

 

I braced myself

for another cold

hug of memories

of her last burning touch.

 

It’s been a while

since love laid on my bed

warming my long nights

with her lips on mine.

 

But there she is at the bend,

pretty as the last time

she broke my heart.

 

There she is with plea to mend

lovely as the last time

she said goodbye.

 

I braced myself

for another bold,

foolish surrender

to a dream in the cold.

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