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dontcha just luvit when the cold winter breaks

and it all falls into place

around ya...

 

...when the grey clouds part

and you stand in yr heart

amongst warm clear rays comin down...

 

...when all whut been waitin for

lie just other side of a door

whut finally appear

wideopen

before ya...

 

 

when the day dawns bright

...and it all seems alrite

and you just know

it's gonna go

ok...

 

...when in each sunrise truly dawns a new day...

 

when it at last settles in

that twas always within

...and without ya

 

it's all only about ya...

 

...and whut you choose

to do

 

...your own way.

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