My love isn't warm,
In fact, it's the exact opposite.
My love is cold,
Icy and windy.
My heart isn't warm.
It's stuck inside
A layer of ice,
And it can't break free.
But every time I see you,
Or even think about you,
My heart beats a little faster
And a little harder.
And each time it beats,
It cracks the ice a little.
So imagine what could happen
If you were finally mine?
My heart might have a chance
At being free.
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it's like 2 degrees outside and i hate it. hope you enjoyed xx
