The days are getting darker.
Snow is falling on our lives.
Is our love getting colder?
Falling out of love we are. I hope not!
The days are getting shorter. The
Wind is bending our souls apart.
Is this a nightmare come true? The
Blowing winds are trying to snuff out our love. Stop!
This feeling of cold in our hearts must go.
Is this just a short winter storm?
A storm. That will pass by quickly. Feeling this
Cold in our hearts will vanish. The warmth of love will return to our hearts.
Winter will soon be gone.
Without freezing our heats.
You and I have survived another cold winter in our hearts.
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