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THE SNOW HAS GONE
And yet still cold my heart
The dreams I built my life upon
Have melted like the snow in its depart
THE SNOW HAS GONE
The banks of streams are filled with flowers
But frozen still my achy-breaky heart
Desolate I weep alone for hours

THE SNOW HAS GONE
Your Spring-like beauty always there for me
Perfection on my pillow - every morning
But now my teardrops - where you used to be.
THE SNOW HAS GONE
Alas for me no springtime dewy haze
My heart in Winter's grip still held
My love trapped in a cold and icy maze

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