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We're not the same, dear, as we used to be
The seasons have changed and so have we
There was little we could say and even less that we could do
To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you
We buried our love in the wintery grave
A lump in the snow was all that remained
But we stayed by it's side, as the days turned to weeks
And the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we'd speak
When the spring arrived, we were taken by surprise
When the flows under our feet bled into the sea
And nothing was left for you and me
We're not the same, dear, as we used to be
The seasons have changed and so have we
There was little we could say and even less that we could do
To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you
We buried our love in the wintery grave
A lump in the snow was all that remained
But we stayed by it's side, as the days turned to weeks
And the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we'd speak
When the spring arrived, we were taken by surprise
When the flows under our feet bled into the sea
And nothing was left for you and me
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