4.The fox in the winter
She was my anchor,
We spoke of marriage
And I was her lid
The fox in winter
Will sleep 'till spring
In cold blue mountains
I don't dream anymore
For there is a silence
When two rivers meet
How can this world have a place there for me and you ？
We'll weep for elvis
As we drive through the hills
The fox in winter
Is sleeping still
How can this world have a place there for me and you ？
The fox in winter
The fox in winter
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