.[Verse]
It can be a cold winter sunday
The kind where you can't get out of bed
You were my El Paso south wind
The sin that paints my desert red
You're an amen on a Carolina sand dune
A prayer that washes up on my shore
The blue sky that cuts through the black night.
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