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My Winter's year around
Sunday , April 28 , 2002
I feel The silence feels like flowing

well here i am back again... sunday morning and no newspaper yet ... its 10 already . i feel like skinning him alive when he showz up ( the paper boy ) ...but i tell myself lets not worry about it and i then went ahead to listen to "your winter" by sister hazel .. its my favourite track ..... u must get it too

Your Winter



The grey ceiling on the earth
Well it's lasted for a while
Take my thoughts for what they're worth
I've been acting like a child
In your opinion, and what is that?
It's just a different point of view

Whatever what else can I do?
I said I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry.
I said I'm sorry , but for?
If I hurt you then I hate myself
I Don't want to hate myself, don't want to hurt you

Why do you chew your pain?
If you only know how much I love you, love you

I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
We can be forgiven
I will be here

The old picture on the shelf
Well it's been there for a while
A frozen image of ourselves
We are acting like a child
Innocent and in a trance
A dance that lasted for a while

You read my eyes just like your diary,
oh remember, please remember
Well, I'm not a beggar, but what's more
If I hurt you, then I hate myself, don't wanna hurt you
Why do you chew your pain?
If you only knew how much I love you
I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
We can be forgiven
I will be here







TODAY



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