On days of shivering, frozen breaths
On nights of gloom, a thousand deaths
Lend me your laughter, lend me your smile
Come sit with me, tarry a while
When the mist gathers and the days are dark
Come light my fire with your spark
When my soul is cold and I want you here
Be close to me, be always near
Just sit with me when I am low
Pull me away from life's undertow
Let us be together, let your light shine
In your winter and on mine
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