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Four Long Months
As days die short, and love grows blind
I've lost all walls to hide behind...
I need your love, or at least your shoulder
because when the days get cold, my heart gets colder...
As days die short, and love grows blind
I've lost all walls to hide behind...
I need your love, or at least your shoulder
because when the days get cold, my heart gets colder...
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