paroles de chanson Slow Falling Snow - Amanda Shires
                                                After 
                                                the 
                                                fire 
                                                died
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                presents 
                                                were 
                                                all 
                                                untied
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pretty 
                                                ribbon, 
                                                wrecked 
                                                paper
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everywhere, 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                so 
                                                tired
 
                                    
                                
                                                Could've 
                                                left 
                                                it 
                                                till 
                                                the 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Could've 
                                                left 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                week
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                straightening 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                cleaning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would've 
                                                waited 
                                                for 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Outside
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                slow 
                                                falling 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                watched 
                                                it 
                                                swirl
 
                                    
                                
                                                Past 
                                                the 
                                                kitchen 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                picked 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                tinsel
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                floor, 
                                                scattered 
                                                leaves
 
                                    
                                
                                                Candy 
                                                wrappers 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                cushions
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                silver 
                                                debris
 
                                    
                                
                                                Could've 
                                                waited 
                                                till 
                                                the 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Could've 
                                                waited 
                                                all 
                                                week
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                something 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                quiet 
                                                hours
 
                                    
                                
                                                Calling 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                outside
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                slow 
                                                falling 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Swirled 
                                                on 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Past 
                                                the 
                                                kitchen 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                shapes 
                                                of 
                                                leaves
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                shape 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                sparrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                he 
                                                was
 
                                    
                                
                                                Handing 
                                                me 
                                                his 
                                                coat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then, 
                                                ooh, 
                                                    I 
                                                froze
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                put 
                                                his 
                                                hand 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                shoulder
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                froze
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                the 
                                                scene, 
                                                    I 
                                                stood 
                                                tears 
                                                streaming
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                said, 
                                                "I 
                                                have 
                                                missed 
                                                you"
 
                                    
                                
                                                "You 
                                                know?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                hasn't 
                                                been 
                                                easy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nothing 
                                                much 
                                                cheers 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                hasn't 
                                                been 
                                                the 
                                                same
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                grown 
                                                so 
                                                weary
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                woke 
                                                up 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                counter
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                slow 
                                                falling 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everything 
                                                was 
                                                so 
                                                clean
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                still 
                                                wearing 
                                                his 
                                                coat
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Magic Ooooooh (feat. The McCrary Sisters)
2 A Real Tree This Year
3 Let's Get Away (feat. The McCrary Sisters)
4 Home to Me
5 Blame It on the Mistletoe
6 Slow Falling Snow
7 What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?
8 Silent Night
9 Gone for Christmas (feat. The McCrary Sisters)
10 Wish for You
11 Always Christmas Around Here (feat. Lawrence Rothman)
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