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I wrote this when I was going through NY winter withdrawl. |
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I Miss The Cold |
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I |
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Send me some snow, |
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And I'll send you a flower. |
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II |
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A flower that has breathed the same air as I. |
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A flower that will give you it's last breath of the Caribbean. |
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III |
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Smell it's fragrance, |
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And you will smell the sea. |
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You will taste the salt on you tongue, |
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As you smell it engulfing you. |
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IV |
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You will taste the sugar cane as it grows around you. |
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You will fell this liquid sweetness as it slides down yourthroat. |
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V |
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Feel the tropical sun as its air surrounds you. |
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Feel the warmth as it shines down on your out stretched limbs, |
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And defrosts your bones and your soul. |
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VI |
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Send me some snow, |
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And I?ll send you on a spiritual cruise. |
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Writen By Jhoy E.Meade |
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Back To Rain | Feel |
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