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When I go out in the street
I watch the world breathe,
I look around and see,
Ice covered trees.

Three seasons as I walk,
From my house to the park.
I listen to the cold breeze,
Listen as I dream..

Three seasons.
I stepped on a puddle,
Now my boots are muddled.
But I'm okay with that,
'Cause soon I'll start to dance.
I dance as I live,
In the pouring rain.

When I walk to the park
In my sun tanned skin
I breathe the sun in
And watch the world
Rolling slowly by.

In this crazy Texas weather
From the morning to the night
Tree seasons as I laugh
From my house to the park





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