Here comes the cold. Break out the winter clothes and find a love to call your own. When it comes to December it's obvious why no one wants to be alone at Christmas time. In thedark, on the phone. You tell me the names of your brothers and your favoritecolors. I'm learning you.
Here comes the cold. Break out the winter clothes and find a love to call your own. When it comes to December it's obvious why no one wants to be alone at Christmas time. In the dark, on the phone. You tell me the names of your brothers and your favorite colors. I'm learning you.
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