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Another nice December We always loved this weather The snows a falling and The winds cry out. See the sound of thunder Now shes a storm within her But now shes with some other The lightning crashes and The rains pour down See the sound of thunder Am I blind from color? Will I love no other? The storm is over and The heavens pour down See the sound of thunder Yeah Yeah Sometimes I like to get high And never come down Sometimes I like to get high And never come down Sometimes I like to get high And never come down From Letras Mania