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SWEETHEART: EVERY LEAF HAS FALLEN FROM THE TREE I SIT HERE AND THINK OF YOU AND ME THE SMELL OF WINTER IS IN THE AIR I'M WONDERING DO YOU STILL CARE THE COLD WIND BRUSHES UP AGAINST MY SKIN I WISH WE COULD BE TOGETHER ONCE AGAIN I'M SEARCHING FOR A STAR IN THE SKY TO WISH ALL THE BAD THINGS IN...