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Together Loose
as the bitter winter cold
shapes the steam on your breath
they yell last call for love
or not, I guess
but if memories are
what you're getting rid of
then hold my hand
and I'll bet you'll feel love
fighting fires in the wind
and you're sweet on me
and I'm sweating leaving you
'cause I don't believe
but if memories are
what you're getting rid of
then hold my hand
and I'll bet you'll feel love
shapes the steam on your breath
they yell last call for love
or not, I guess
but if memories are
what you're getting rid of
then hold my hand
and I'll bet you'll feel love
fighting fires in the wind
and you're sweet on me
and I'm sweating leaving you
'cause I don't believe
but if memories are
what you're getting rid of
then hold my hand
and I'll bet you'll feel love
Published 22nd Jan 2014
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- Edited 22nd Jan 2014 10:38am
22nd Jan 2014 10:34am
Very touching. Love coaxes hope through sadness.
possible minor edit, L3: "they"? Do you mean the breaths? If so just add 's' to breath(s) in L2.
possible minor edit, L3: "they"? Do you mean the breaths? If so just add 's' to breath(s) in L2.
