There was snow, white snow. Clearly I remember from the windows, they were watching, while we froze down below, when the future's architectured, by a carnival of idiots on show. You'd better lie low.
If you love me, won't you let me know?
I took my love down to violet hill, there we sat in snow, all that time she was silent still.
Said if you love me, won't you let me know?
I took my love down to violet hill, there we sat in snow, all that time she was silent still.
Said if you love me, won't you let me know?
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