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In the Winter, I wonder what it’s like to be where you are
In the Winter, I wonder what it’d be like if you were still here.
Sunday Morning I dreamt about a moment passed, about a time I failed.
Sunday Morning I was staring at a clock, trying to push it back.
Sunday Morning shook me all the way awake, stirred me from the dream.
Sunday Morning I was thinking of a phone call I should make-
You never did, I never did.
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