If you don't believe me
If you don't like my plans
You must send me
How I know your face like the back of my hands
We walk the city
I talk to you, understand?
So won't you tell me
How I know this place like the back of my hands
My
arms get cold
In February air
Please
don't lose hold Of me
out there
I know you're near me I know you understand
Say that you're with me
Say you know my face like the back of your
hands My arms get cold
In February air
Please don't lose hold
Of me out there
My
arms get cold
In
February air
Please don't lose hold
Of me out there My arms get cold
In February air Please
don't lose hold
Of me out there
My arms get cold
In February air
Please don't lose hold Of me
out there
February air
And I know this place like the back of my hands