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a gloom falls over me
 
and my eyes turn grey as a stone
 
the light feeling i had is gone
 
i shivered in joy
 
and watched a fairy tale unfold
 
sometimes when it is raining down on us
 
we see our faith is true
 
the beacon in a mortal soul
 
now i ache and tremble
 
and my blood grows cold
 
a shadow has fallen over me
 
and now i go alone
 
not so far is where you go
 
just wait till the leaves change color
 
and i will wait for misletoe

 

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