How beautiful autumn is in Paris
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It's raining, multicolored leaves
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And the sun hibernates like a bear
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I'm alone, and my heart's gray
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I hear the others laughing outside
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And before my weary eyes, it races
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And that's what missing you looks like
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Dragging myself around stupidly, arms dangling
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Wearing three sweaters but shivering inside
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And watching time spin
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Come back for winter when the night eats the day
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Please, for the winter
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I'm not gonna lie, this loveless cold depresses me
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I'll wait, if I have to, forever
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We'll lie down without thinking, whenever we feel like it
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And our two bodies will mingle their solitude
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Across our skin, we'll let our fingers run
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That game will trace in the sheets betrayals of routine
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But right now it hurts too much in the pit of my gut
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I hold a grudge against myself and my tears avalanche
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The Earth feels ordinary and emptier than a full moon on a Sunday
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Come back for winter when the night eats the day
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Please, for the winter
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I'm not gonna lie, this loveless cold depresses me
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I'll wait, if I have to, forever
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Come back for winter when the night eats the day
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Please, for the winter
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I'm not gonna lie, this loveless cold depresses me