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Last time I saw her it was turning colder
But that was years ago
Last I heard she had moved to Boulder
But where she's now, I don't know
There's something 'bout this time of year
That spins my head around
Takes me back and makes me wonder
What she's doing now
'Cause what she's doing now is tearing me apart
Filling up my mind and emptying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows, what she's doing now
Just for laughs, I dialed her old number
But no one knew her name
Hung up the phone, sat there and wondered
If she'd ever done the same
I take a walk in the evening wind
To clear my head somehow
But tonight I lie here thinking
What she's doing now
'Cause what she's doing now is tearing me apart
Filling up my mind and emptying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows
What she's doing now is tearing me apart
Filling up my mind and emptying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows, what she's doing now