There’s snow on the ground.
it was July last time you tasted me.
But all of a sudden,
You care if my lips are chapped.
All of a sudden you care if I’m being kept warm by somebody better.
All of a sudden
You miss me?
There’s snow on the ground.
it was July last time you tasted me.
But all of a sudden,
You care if my lips are chapped.
All of a sudden you care if I’m being kept warm by somebody better.
All of a sudden
You miss me?