Words we had said
Grew in my head
Colored my thoughts
Sang me to bed
Lost memories
Grew into trees
Covered the doors
Swallowed the keys
Winters have come and gone you know
Winters have come and gone you know
But I'll miss you young and free
For a dance round the memory tree
Said I forgot
But I did not
Dreams we have had
Play in my head
Did we believe
The cry of the leaves?
Did we regret?
Would we forget?
Winters have come and gone you know
Winters have come and gone you know
But I'll miss you young and sweet
For a dance round the memory tree
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