Chicago Snow
Eyes wide open but staring at your feet The snow hangs on the air But it flutters in the wind Brushes past your cheek Settles in your hair
The ice on the streets it froze all those feelings anyway
You knew the touch of love was not in vain But you just couldn’t let it go Like the snow falling in the Spring of Chicago Like the snow falling in the Spring of Chicago
These dirty streets, they don’t care who you’ve been You’re going round to see a new friend But when you get to his door You’ll turn around and head home again
The ice on the streets it froze all those feelings anyway
But now he’s gone and he took away your youth But still you couldn’t let it go Like the snow falling in the Spring of Chicago Like the snow falling in the Spring of Chicago
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