You cool your bed-warm hands down. On the broken radiator. And when you lay them freezing on me. I mumble, "Can you wake me later?". But I don't really want you to stop.
You cool your bed-warm hands down. On the broken radiator. And when you lay them freezing on me. I mumble, "Can you wake me later?". But I don't really want you to stop.
We'll do it all. Everything. On our own. . We don't need. Anything. Or anyone. . If I lay here. If I just lay here. Would you lay with me and just forget the world?.