this is my winter song to you.
the storm is coming soon.
it rose up from the sea.
my voice, a beacon in the night.
my words will be your light, to carry you to me.
Is love alive?
Is love alive?
is love..
they say that things just cannot grow beneath the winter snow.
..or so i have been told.
they say we're buried far.
just like a distant star.
i simply cannot hold.
Is love alive?
this is winter song.
december never felt so wrong.
you're not where you belong, inside my arms.
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