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(S. Silverstein)And I remember her on the streets of New York CityAs I walked the night needing some place warm to goAs she passed I said "Hey there's snowflakes on your lashes"And she laughed and said, "That isn't snow"She said, "they're feathers from a pillow God is shaking in the sky"And she opened smiling lips to catch a snowflake blowing byAnd we both began to laugh and then I looked into her eyesAnd it was warm againButI never got to know her very wellAll we did was spend a little timeYou're waiting for a story but there's really none to tellShe's just a passing shadow on my mindBut I remember her as we woke up warm togetherIn her sunlit room, and she said, "I'll help you pack"And she sewed my shirt and I said, "I'll stay forever"But she laughed and put some cookies in my sackAnd she said "Leave a trail of cookie crumbs as you walk through the snowAnd someday I'll follow after and I'll find you where you go"And I left her in her doorway but why I'll never knowLetras de cancionesBut I was younger thenSoI never got to know her very wellAll we did was spend a little timeYou're waiting for a story but there's really none to tellShe's just a passing shadow on my mindOh you're waiting for a story but there's really none to tell(c) 1996 Tro Essex Music From Letras Mania