Will you welcome me?
Soon as your eyes will see.
Or will you tease me?
Meaning that it wasn't meant to be.
Standing outside in this cold.
No-one to hug, no-one to hold.
Snowing outside with misty fog.
Inside theres warmth from the fire log.
Will you open your arms?
Will you keep me from harm?
As I walk alone on thy path.
Who knows how long i'll last.
The homeless are lost and alone.
Not much family, no home.
Will you let me in and open the door?
Or will you let me sleep on the damp, cold floor?...
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