We tried to warm our hands
By the dying fire
Silently acquire a silent choir
We grew apart apart we will grow
All of the days we'll never know
Whispers at our wishing well
And I just wish you well
Strings and tin cans can string along
Once moved hearts but now they're moving on
We watch the ground fade from view
Like shooting stars for someone new
Lovingly leave a love in hopes that it leads to love
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