Cold,
Cold like a big glass of ice water on a warm day
So cold,
Against my skin it hits
I climb up and up,
Going against the cool breeze
I see her climbing up opposite me,
She has a harder time getting up
I lend her my hand,
She takes it and I pull her up with me
We catch our breathe for a moment,
Then on the count of three
1, 2, 3
We both take a leap of faith,
I hit the side and go flying into the ice cold water
It doesn\'t seem as cold now,
Everything seems perfect