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