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The wind
Well ever since you closed your window it hasn't been the same
I'm losing the only one I loved over the seasons
And if this is what you wish for you wished for the wrong thing
I will never forget and I will never stop trying
Crying in snow body turns old as it decays in the winter days
Heart made of stone just trying to hold on to something that was never there
Call me your lover from another world
Call me your undying demon
I'll call your name and you'll think it was just the wind
