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The Fox In Winter - Perry Blake/Glenn Garrett
She was my anchor
We spoke of marriage
And I was her lid
The fox in Winter
Will sleep 'till Spring
In cold blue mountains
I don't dream anymore
For there is a silence
When two rivers meet
How can this world
Have a place there for me
How can this world
Have a place there for me
How can this world
Have a place there for me
We'll weep for elvis
As we drive through the hills
The fox in Winter
Is sleeping still
How can this world
Have a place there for me
How can this world
Have a place there for me
How can this world
Have a place there for me and
How can this world
Have a place there for me
The fox in Winter
The fox in Winter