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The dusk is gaining ground.
lights flicker all around
And as I walk the lonely streets,
the snow is falling ever faster
Looking to the sky,
I wonder where you are.
The way you came into my life,
filling every day with laughter
Almost blinded by the snowflakes on my face
Despite the chillI feel the warmth of your embrace
Intoxicated now,I stagger like a fool
I feel that surely I could float awayâŠ
I want to show you everything I see,
the way IÂŽm feeling
I need to be with you tonight,
to hold your arms around me
My love for you is deeper than
the deepest snows of winter
The greatest gift ever had was you.
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