18 de jan de 2014

Let It Go

Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn my back and slam the door

The snow blows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation and it looks like I'm the queen
The wind is howling
Like the swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in
Heaven knows I try
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