Icicles Melting in the Bright Sun
Remind me of that Fleeting Love
When Time stood still
And Everything seemed to last Forever
I look forward to Summer
And the coming Winter Beyond
Year after Year
The Same old Story
Remind me of that Fleeting Love
When Time stood still
And Everything seemed to last Forever
I look forward to Summer
And the coming Winter Beyond
Year after Year
The Same old Story
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