You're the chocolate, to my hot chocolate.
You're the music, to my ears.
You're my cosiest sweater, on a cool winter day.
And you're the spider, to my web.
But what really matters, is that you make me whole.
I love you.
You're the chocolate, to my hot chocolate.
You're the music, to my ears.
You're my cosiest sweater, on a cool winter day.
And you're the spider, to my web.
But what really matters, is that you make me whole.
I love you.