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Valentine's verses

I was attempting to use garage band to turn this into an actual song, but I'm not great at making beautiful music come out of a machine just yet. I prefer to tinker with a piano or harmonica, and most of all sing my improvisations. This one has a tune, but it needs some help, so it's not getting posted. Anyhow, I'm going to write the lyrics as they were when I sent it to my love.

It's a cold and snowy day
Whenever I'm away
You keep my body warm
Protect me from all harm
The wind it blows, it bites
It's a dark and lonely night
Whenever I'm not with you
My darlin' how I miss you
How I long to say, "hey babe, I'm on the way"
That time is now approaching
The sun will be encroaching on the clouds


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