Sara Bareilles & Ingrid Michaelson - Winter Song

This is my winter song to you.
The storm is coming soon,
It rolls in from the sea

My voice; a beacon in the night.
My words will be your light,
To carry you to me.

Is love alive?
Is love alive?
Is love

They say that things just can not grow
Beneath the winter snow,
Or so I have been told.

This is my winter song.
December never felt
So wrong,
Cause you're not where you belong;
Inside my arms.

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