In winter cold
Arms bring me back to summer.
In the face of suffocating gray
One boy turns me to brightness.
In all this confusion
He is clear.
What to do when you've found
A boy who turns you into
happiness?
In winter cold
Arms bring me back to summer.
In the face of suffocating gray
One boy turns me to brightness.
In all this confusion
He is clear.
What to do when you've found
A boy who turns you into
happiness?