I’ll wait until we’ve clipped every fruit
And ripped up the roots
Winter is here
But if you believe in Spring
We can re-grow
I’m not going to leave, only if you tell me to go.
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I am so honored that you’re here.
I’ll wait until we’ve clipped every fruit
And ripped up the roots
Winter is here
But if you believe in Spring
We can re-grow
I’m not going to leave, only if you tell me to go.
