The snow clouds are in the sky
The look of love is in your eye
So, who's the girl you've found at last?
Is she your present? or was she your past?
You look so cold, bewildered and lost
We all know it ended at your own cost
The clouds open, the snow falls
Your look of love ignores it all
So, is it your head or your heart you hear?
I bet it's your head, it's your heart you fear
You know how it feels it and you know it says yes
We all know you feel it, so stop all this mess.
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