
The cold December winds blowing
Going around my face caressing
like your sweet talk waving
goodbye to me you’re saying
enough of this regretting
the words you said I’m forgetting
cuz now i pack my bags leaving
memories of you I aint taking
new life the sun is bringing
right here in my face kissing
lovely dew of the morning
giving boost to a new life starting
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