Let's say it is still winter.
It gives reason to be true blue.
An excuse to warm up to those
darn feelings that clothe just right.
Fall off my feet, softly sleeping at noon,
and being fed soup in bed.
To call the name of a affectionate person
isn't bad at all.
My bones are feeling cold I want someone
to help me warm up.
We are snowed in babe so stay for awhile.
I’m freezing in the harsh winds.
I’m lost in condensation that camouflages
with this delicate scenery.
This season could there be a me without you?
Let’s play a slow song as we warm up near the fireplace.
If you leave the fireplace will be too hot for me alone.
My lips will crack becoming ugly and painful to touch.
Would you please stay longer?
At my side until the end.
