I've been on the road for a while now,
and the radio's breaking up.
I'm driving home from the city,
and I hope you'll be waiting at the door.
Because you keep the cold outside.
The nights are getting ever longer,
and the sun is saying it's goodbyes.
But I won't worry about the seasons,
'Cause I know you'll be by my side.
Oh, and you keep the cold outside.
- Author: Rose.a.lee ( Offline)
- Published: November 5th, 2018 12:08
- Category: Unclassified
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