It's getting cold
Last December I was driving you home
But I said I couldn't see the road cause
All that I see
Your lips on me
And I just can't let you leave
The night is old
Can't describe my love in ten syllables
The light of fire was way too bright
I couldn't see
You here with me
Hit the same light as your eyes Love flies
Would it ever bloom again in
this cold night?
Should we dance again under this brittle ice?
You and I On the last day of the year
Could it be the first day I'll be with you?
I tell myself I'm better Now I'll never go back
One at a time and two at a time Or whenever it goes past three
You're
underneath
And I miss you suddenly
Love dies Would it ever bloom again in this cold night?
Should we dance again under this brittle ice?
You and I On the last day of the year