The Cold

A cold arm returns the stolen. A new start erased. A red light came pouring. An early fall descended. Hey, you are alone. You are alone. You are alone. Hey, you are alone. You are alone. You are alone. I read it in the paper. Hey, you are alone. You are alone. Other than this song, I've been silent and stoic. Crazy, I denied you so. Sing another song

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