Here, comes the cold. Break out the winter clothes And find a love to call your own.
You...enter you. Your cheeks a shade of pink And the rest of you in powder blue.
Who knows, what will be? But I'll make you this guarantee...
No way November will see our goodbyes When it comes to December it's obvious why No one wants to be alone at Christmas time
In the dark, on the phone, You tell me the names of your brothers And your favorite colors...I'm learning you.
And when, it snows again We'll take a walk outside And search the sky, like children do (I'll say to you..)
No way November will see our goodbyes When it comes to December it's obvious why. No one wants to be alone at Chrismas time. Come January, we're frozen inside. Making new resolutions a hundred times February won't you be my valentine? And we'll both be safe till St. Patrick's day.
We should take a ride tonight around the town And look around at all the beautiful houses. Something in the way the blue light's on the black night Can make you feel more Everybody it seems to me, Just wants to be, just like you and me
No one wants to be alone at Christmas time Come January we're frozen inside Making new resolutions a hundred times. February won't you be my valentine?
And if our always is all that we gave And we someday, take that away I'll be alright...if it was just till St. Patrick's Day.
Compositor: John Clayton Mayer (John Mayer) (PRS)Editores: Goodium Music, Reach Music Publishing Inc. (ASCAP)Publicado em 2005 (27/Mar) e lançado em 2001 (01/Set)ECAD verificado obra #6434682 e fonograma #2453714 em 06/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM