Baby its cold outside.
Here, sit by my side.
Tell me all your dreams.
Even the hidden, by seams.
HOT TEA, on a cold day.
Just wishing it was May.
That is only what, they say.
To GOD, pray each day.
So the HOT TEA gives warmth.
Outside again, got to be strong.
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JESUS SAVES



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