The weather is changing
It’s getting cold
My soul is freezing
Without you to hold
Since you went away
I suffer without end
No more lover
An irreplaceable friend
The north wind blows strong
Against my brittle bones
My emotions run wild
Like the ocean pounding on stones
Yes the weather is changing
It’s getting cold
My soul is freezing
Without you to hold
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