| Patience is a blanket in an April thunder storm
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| Share it with a memory
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| Wrap her tight and keep her warm
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| Lay down your pride every time the lightening strikes
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| Tell her the rain ain’t cold while you’re trembling inside
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| You’re on your own, you’re on your own
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| Laughter was the melody woven in our song
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| Captured in this photograph of a love that came on strong
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| Caught by surprise in the last frost before spring
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| Blossomed for a moment, but maybe just not meant to be
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| Now i’m waiting, yes i’m waiting
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| Waiting for the summer winds to blow
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| Waiting for the heartache to fall from my window
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| It’s over, yes it’s over
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| Waiting for the summer winds to blow
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| Promise is a broken word beneath the weight of day
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| Cast aside like an empty stone on a long forgotten grave
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| Buried on the outskirts, deep beneath the grain
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| Future lies frozen, planted in vain
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| It’s waiting, yes i’m waiting
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| Waiting for the summer winds to blow
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| Waiting for the heartache to fall from my window
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| It’s over, yes it’s over
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| Waiting for the summer winds to blow
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| Silence is a wrecking ball crashing through my dreams
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| Scattered in the echoes a voice calls out to me
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| Painted on the whispers, every fear that i have found
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| Like wolves they circle through the pines ready to take me down
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| They’re waiting, yes i’m waiting
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| Waiting for the summer winds to blow
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| Waiting for the heartache to fall from my window
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| It’s over, yes it’s over
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| Waiting for the summer winds to blow
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| Waiting for the summer winds to blow
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| Waiting for the summer winds to blow |