Aura Lee, help me please Pour out of the palace, on your windowsill Take with you your precious things Cling to me, I'll teach you all the songs to sing
In wintertime, to keep us warm I'll show you how the snow can harbor us from harm Trust will grow in blinding cold Double footsteps line the path to growing old
And in the air, your breath I see Of all the angels you keep looking out on me And every ghost they've come to know Will dissipate beneath the dome of falling snow
Sing with me, Aura Lee Sing with me, Aura Lee Sing with me, Aura Lee Sing to me, Aura Lee
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