| Snow can wait, I forgot my mittens
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| Wipe my nose, get my new boots on
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| I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter
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| I put my hand in my father’s glove
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| I run off where the drifts get deeper
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| Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
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| I hear a voice: «You must learn to stand up
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| For yourself, cause I can’t always be around»
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| He says:
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| «When you gonna make up your mind?
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| When you gonna love you as much as I do?
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| When you gonna make up your mind?
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| Cause things are gonna change so fast
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| All the white horses are still in bed
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| I tell you that I’ll always want you near
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| You say that things change, my dear»
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| Boys get discovered as winter melts
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| Flowers competing for the sun
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| Years go by and I’m here still waiting
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| Withering where some snowman was
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| Mirror mirror, where’s the crystal palace?
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| But I only can see myself
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| Skating around the truth who I am
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| But I know that the ice is getting thin
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| «When you gonna make up your mind?
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| When you gonna love you as much as I do?
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| When you gonna make up your mind?
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| Cause things are gonna change so fast
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| All the white horses are still in bed
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| I tell you that I’ll always want you near
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| You say that things change, my dear»
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| Hair is grey and the fires are burning
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| So many dreams on the shelf
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| You say «I wanted you to be proud of me»
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| I always wanted that myself
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| «When you gonna make up your mind?
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| When you gonna love you as much as I do?
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| When you gonna make up your mind?
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| Cause things are gonna change so fast
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| All the white horses have gone ahead
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| I tell you that I’ll always want you near
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| You say that things change, my dear»
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| Never change
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| All the white horses, ah
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| Hmm |