Cold

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.