Spring Snow

Album: Father of the Bride (2019)
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  • The snow fell last night
    Your flight couldn't leave
    Come back to the bed
    Let's take this reprieve

    It felt like the end
    The end's been delayed
    You're here in my arms
    So what should I say?

    The words of a song
    The prayers that we pray
    The lock on the door
    Won't keep them away

    The snow slows them down
    If just for a a day
    But here comes the sun
    Those toxic old rays

    Trains start to move
    Bells start to ring
    The seasons we had
    Don't mean anything

    Trains start to move
    Bells start to ring
    The seasons we had
    Don't mean anything Writer/s: Ariel Zvi Rechtshaid, Ezra Koenig, Michael Tucker, Sam Gendel
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
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