Gone In The Winter Sun
it was noon in the middle of july
i wish you knew how to fly
in the mood you dont have to see it through
counting one to ten
gone in the winter sun
theres no hurry to believe you
gone again
carry on get on with the song
somethings wrong again
when your done you dont have to see the news
loud and clear you'll be you
gone in the winter sun
im going to believe you
gone in the winter sun
poem by Jonny Wilson
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