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Spring is blowin' in on a chilly morning breeze |
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A cold reminder winter soon will be a memory |
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Branches old and bare await their promised bloom |
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They paint a maze above me to illustrate my gloom |
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February, February reminds me that winter's behind me |
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And the flowers of another spring |
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Will come and I'll have nothing to show |
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Snow is all around reflecting moon's white face |
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He knows that it will fade when the March sun melts it all away |
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February, February reminds me that winter's behind me |
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And the flowers of another spring |
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Will come and I'll have nothing to show |
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And every month that passes by |
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I feel even more alone |
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Guess when you said forever |
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You meant you were never coming home |
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The brittle leaves are singing me gently off to sleep |
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The night wind whispers secrets |
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She thought that she could keep |
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February, February reminds me that winter's behind me |
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And the flowers of another spring |
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Will come and I'll have nothing to show |
