The snow is falling, 
little white blobs falling on my life. 
My world is a huge snow globe 
with snow falling all around. 

The doctor’s office calls, 
and calls and calls; 
shake, shake, shake. 

He doesn’t call; 
shake, shake. 
The boss yells at me; 
shake, shake, shake. 

The girls all walk around with 
bouquets of flowers; 
I have none. 

Shake, shake. 
The doctor calls; 
you’ll be ok. 

She holds my hand; 
you’re better off without him. 
I sit with my friends 
and drink coffee; we all laugh. 
The snow is outside, 
falling gently.

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