*I need you the most, it's cold and I feel lost
Single, young and lonesome
Sitting under a full-moon, wishing upon the stars with nothing but a fire and cigars
Trying to create warm memories out of cold longings
Holding it all in with a heavy heart
Maybe next season will be the one*
Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
*I need you the most, it's cold and I feel lost
Single, young and lonesome
Sitting under a full-moon, wishing upon the stars with nothing but a fire and cigars
Trying to create warm memories out of cold longings
Holding it all in with a heavy heart
Maybe next season will be the one*
