My coat doesn't stop the shivering
The fire chills my bones
The sun is useless as always
When I'm standing by myself

My legs are numb
My fingers have lost their color
In the middle of summer
Under two pounds of covers

And I look out the window
At the people grouped together
Warm all of the time
Be it summer or winter

And I shiver alone
Callous and cold

Nothing heats as well as another warm body