It was snowing heavily that night
But your warm hands held mine tight
The weather may be cold and harsh
But I felt so loved that I almost blushed
Together we stare into the sky
Thinking of how often it snows
And how we hold hands in the cold
Even until we are both old
But your warm hands held mine tight
The weather may be cold and harsh
But I felt so loved that I almost blushed
Together we stare into the sky
Thinking of how often it snows
And how we hold hands in the cold
Even until we are both old
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