In what's been a frozen garden,
something's starting to grow.
Sounds of rushing water as you melt the snow.
And of the flowers in this garden,
winter took its toll.
But I'm in the spring of my life,
look what's growing
in my soul.
So many wild romances buried in the snow.
And I'm in the spring of my life,
and look what's growing
in my soul.
So many sad romances buried in the snow.
But I'm in the spring of my life,
and look what's growing
in my soul.
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