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I remember our winter song Slipping on a frozen lake There I'll miss you when you're gone Oh, this winter song Another cup of Brunel wine Dreams that once seemed so sweet Are silent empty streets Streets of tears stained walks go by And I'll miss you when you're near You're thoughts are just like the stars Saturdays, hope is raised By endless stories of desire And I remember our winter song Another cup of Brunel wine Saturdays, hope is raised By endless stories of desire And I remember our winter song Another cup of Brunel wine I remember our winter song Slipping on a frozen lake There I'll miss you when you're gone Oh, this winter song Another cup of Brunel wine From Letras Mania