Cold
I'm standing next to you,
In the biting cold,
Wearing leggings and a coat.
I might freeze before
Your ride arrives
But I’ll wait with you
Every time.
After all,
It was me who made the call,
So, I’ll wait for you,
Even in the biting cold,
Talking about nothing
Just catching up,
Wearing leggings and a coat.
I might freeze
Before your ride arrives,
But I’ll wait with you,
Every time.
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