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if things were simple like my sledding hill
we'd be cold and dark and wet, full of adventure

if nights were as long as my winters dream
we could be anything together, so perfectly just you and me

if memories fade like my breath in the air,
will i pretend to be better?
i left my mittens in your glove compartment
and now my hands are growing cold, oh no no no

snow covered hearts in the meadow, waiting for the sun to turn blue
maybe i'll build a snowman, maybe she'll be a woman
who's just like you

if nights were as long as my winters dream
we could be anything that we want to
i left my mittens in your glove compartment
and now my face is growing long, where do i belong?

snow covered hearts in the meadow, waiting for the sun to turn blue
maybe i'll build a snowman, maybe she'll be a woman
who's just like you

maybe i'll just getting old
maybe i'm just growing cold
to think that i'd be better

snow covered hearts in the meadow, waiting for the sun to turn blue
maybe i'll build a snowman, maybe she'll be a woman
who's just like you (SHE"S JUST LIKE YOU)

she'll never be you

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from Mom, Can I Smoke Cigarettes?, released April 24, 2015

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