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When I saw those eyes staring back at me

I could feel it all

The warmth of your face on mine

I wish you would call me

I can only hope to see your face

Once again I pray

But I hope your eyes return

And this time they will stay



When the cold comes to take me away

I’ll think of you each and everyday

To my ears I’ll hear your call

To me and I’ll come running home



I feel hope when I hear your voice again

And I see you arrive in my heart and I

Want to see you in any way I can

It’s so unbearable to not see you anymore



And when the cold comes to take me away

I’ll think you