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This is my winter song
to you.
The storm is coming soon,
it rolls in from the sea

My voice; a beacon
in the night.
My words will be
your light
to carry you to me.

They say that things
just cannot grow
beneath the winter snow,
or so I have been told.

They say we’re buried far,
just like a distant star
I simply cannot hold.

This is my winter song.
December never felt so wrong,
cause you’re not
where you belong;
inside my arms.

-Winter Song, Sara Bareilles & Ingrid Michaelson