I knew a girl, she was just nineteen
always talked bout the things she'd seen she she said she once saw a river of ice I laughed and said, "That must have been nice." She looked at me sadly and said, "No, no!" Things like a river were made to flow The coldest winds are made to blow And some day melt the ice and snow People and lovers weren't made for the cold And unwatered seeds never grow old |
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