winter falls and out of fuel we hide inside our shell
no excuse or advice, it's just the way we feel we will stumble through our days
I will read you happy tales
I will catch you if you fall no surprise to wrap around my iron safety belt
maybe we can try some more, yes, I think we really can we will stumble through our days
I will read you happy tales
I will catch you if you fall
it's all wrong winter falls and out of fuel we hide inside ourselves
and never come back out again.
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