Cold, a lot of coffe
And my thoughts off
"Oh, its so cold...
You dont think?"
One another way
Baby, to say...
Hold me
Make it
Confortable
Hot
Make me go back to
summer

I'm confused... I miss a lot of things
And honestly,
I hate all that lies
all seems lost
And this cold is only useful
to make me weaker
I see your picture here
on the shelf
and well, i hug myself
imagining you here,
doing this

So why
can not you be here?
you and your sweet words
are there
so far away
I just wish that you are ok
and...

"Oh, its so cold...
You dont think?"
One another way
Baby, to say...
Hold me
Make it
Confortable
Hot
Make me go back to
summer