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February Snow Lyrics
I lost my head, I lost my heart
You hit me with your long face
Hit me with the cold
I lost my head, I lost it whole
You hit me with your long face
Hit me with the cold
And there's only so many conversations you can have
Oh, there's only so many conversations you can have
Before words twist and turn
As they fall upon the ears I did not earn,
They twist and turn as I fall into the arms I don't deserve
If you're only words, you're not mine alone
You're a future and past, but not flesh and bone
And if I'm only words, I'm not yours alone
I am future and past, but not yours to own
You're only words, you're not mine to keep
You're a thing that exists in the sentence you speak
It's funny how a name can change over time
From friend, to lover, to "was once mine"
February snow
The trees wore you like a dress
You left me high, you left me dry
You melted to this mess
And February snow
You covered hills, you covered roads
You hid the gray, you hid the green
You hid my mind from me
And this body of evidence and this body of lies
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Oh, this blanket of white could not help to disguise
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Is growing tired
You hit me with your long face
Hit me with the cold
You hit me with your long face
Hit me with the cold
Oh, there's only so many conversations you can have
Before words twist and turn
As they fall upon the ears I did not earn,
They twist and turn as I fall into the arms I don't deserve
You're a future and past, but not flesh and bone
And if I'm only words, I'm not yours alone
I am future and past, but not yours to own
You're a thing that exists in the sentence you speak
It's funny how a name can change over time
From friend, to lover, to "was once mine"
The trees wore you like a dress
You left me high, you left me dry
You melted to this mess
You covered hills, you covered roads
You hid the gray, you hid the green
You hid my mind from me
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Oh, this blanket of white could not help to disguise
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Oh, this body of evidence and this body of lies
Is growing tired
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