Old man Winter, please be kind
Old man Winter, to my mind
I’ve been worryin’’bout my home
How I’m gonna make it all alone
Deep inside, my heart grows fond
Of a lover with no bond
What’ll I do if the wind blows strong?
Is it gonna bring me where I belong?
Please don’t freeze my heart too much
‘Cuz I’m gonna need that gentle touch
And if its frozen, tucked away
How will I know if I should stay?
If the icicles grow too long
How could I sing this gentle song?
And if the frost should bite my skin
It’ll be hard to smile within
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