I like the fog during the night To smell the ice cold and feel the cold To see that white cloud between my skin Tangling my brown hair I like to smell the fog and how he makes a sinister air To look and feel that breeze covering the old trees and autumm leaves I like the fog and to feel the cold entering my troat To say that it reminds me of winter I like the contrast between the foggy white and the city's light But I love the scent of fog