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• Artiste: Abby Powledge
• Titre: Real Winter
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I can see my breath here My hands are awfully cold And there is water in my eyes There's pink upon my nose I know that i'm still young But i can tell that i've outgrown Even the trees i used to climb And the place that i call home but Winter comes as winter does And she's so cold, but i know she must I've never had another i could hold while shivering Like how i've bever felt real winter, just the awful Texas heat So i'll bundlе up regardless of what Boernе taught me And i'll tell myself it's easier to leave On a brisk little walk Upon these foreign little streets Where i am bound to reminisce upon The differences i see That maybe it's a sign That i had moved out with such ease Or maybe i am just an optimist And change along the leaves but Winter comes as winter does And she's so cold, but i know she must I've never had another i could hold while shivering Like how i've never felt real winter, just the awful Texas heat So i'll bundle up regardless of what Boerne taught me And i'll tell myself it's easier to leave I think it's time that i see real snow Make angels with it Catch it on my tongue Hold it in my hands And watch them grow numb Buy a scarf and coat Sing a song unsung I've never had another that could fit just like a glove Like how i've never felt real winter as much as i've been in love So i'll bundle up regardless of what Boerne taught me And remind myself i'll love eventually I'll remind myself i'm where i ought to be I will tell myself it's easier to leave