Twenty five in December
I was a dying ember
Her sweetness, I resemble
Her pale skin, I don't assemble

That coffee I *****
She says she'll commit
A birthday card can say it
Hidden meaning, so you resubmit

So you took a sip of tea
And you were so surprised
A drop from my eye - tears
Guess I needed some advise

Where we we, darlin?
Is it still 2013?
Or maybe you were caught past
It's me you're with
Should haven't took fast.