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I'm hearing the winter serenade

Crying alone in my room

Lying awake in my bed

Remembering the pain caused by you

Lying awake in my bed

Remembering the pain caused by you

You know a common pain we share

In the same nightmare's realm we lie awake

Both trying to find a way

But our lives slowly drift away

You know what is done is done

Now I prefer to be alone

I walk alone, desperate and forlorn

I can't decide on which way to turn

The good old days may not return

And our flowers are turned to thorns

The good old days may not return

And our flowers...

I'm hearing the winter serenade

Crying alone in my room

Lying awake in my bed

Remembering the pain caused by you

Lying awake in my bed

Remembering the pain caused by you

You know a common pain we share

In the same nightmare's realm we lie awake

Both trying to find a way

But our lives slowly drift away

You know what is done is done

Now I prefer to be alone

The good old days may not return

And our flowers are turned to thorns

The good old days may not return

And our flowers...

Oceans of sadness flood inside me

I'm trapped in this dreadful agony

I'm trying to touch your cold skin

It seems like I'm burning from within

I'm hearing the winter serenade

Crying alone in my room

Lying awake in my bed

Remembering the pain caused by you

Lying awake in my bed

Remembering the pain caused by you

Lying awake in my bed

Remembering the pain caused by you

Lying awake in my bed

Remembering the pain caused by you