Take my hand
and follow me
I'll lead you outside
to these empty streets
filled with fresh fallen snow,
now dance with me
and we'll catch falling snow flakes on our tounges
slipping into the innocence of childhood
once again,
now kiss me
underneath the star filled sky
beneath the street lights
laced with misletoe,
and let the world slip away,
let it be you and I alone
just for this moment,
and come lie with me
in the empty streets
and make angels of snow,
lets lie on our backs
and count the stars
in the clear night sky,
now close your eyes
and make a hidden wish
and I'll do the same,
now take my hand I'll take yours,
we'll go inside
and fall asleep
beside the fire
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