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DescriptionRIP.
A true musician never dies * you were a legend.
Baby we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere I told you everything I possibly can There's nothing left inside of here
And maybe you can cry all night But that'll never change the way I feel The snow is really piling up outside I wish you wouldn't make me leave here
I poured it on and I poured it out I tried to show you just how much I care I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout But you've been cold to me so long I'm crying icicles instead of tears
Baby we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere I told you everything I possibly can There's nothing left inside of here
And maybe you can cry all night But that'll never change the way I feel The snow is really piling up outside I wish you wouldn't make me leave here
I poured it on and I poured it out I tried to show you just how much I care I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout But you've been cold to me so long I'm crying icicles instead of tears
