They say it's cold outside,
That the wind cuts like a knife.
Is it possible they lied?
I can't feel it.
They say its warm inside,
That home's where the heart
abides.
Am I frozen in time?
......
They say it's cold outside,
That the wind cuts like a knife.
Is it possible they lied?
I can't feel it.
They say its warm inside,
That home's where the heart
abides.
Am I frozen in time?
......