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This Time Of Year

 

This Time Of Year


The snow lies high around my door
And beyond the Great North Road
There calls this restless soul
To journey home

The wind blows coldly through the trees
But I will feel no fear
To the ones you call your own
Is where I'm going

This time of year
This time of year
At this time I think of you

Sometimes it's hard to close a door
The future can be cold
Another year has turned
And you're not here

A yellow moon runs deep and bright
Where the mountains stand on ice
And a million stars
They fire the skies tonight

You can tell me, flowers never bend
Or that this world's at an end
But don't tell me
That we'll never meet again

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