I'm outside,its cold but not as cold as you.you were the Prince charming who thought I was a darling.its cold,I'm freezing now but not as cold on the day everything froze...everything.your words they touch me,they touched my skin.they burned a little to,why....i know I'll be playing with fire agian soon.the wind is blowing hard now.i don't know if I can last,I don't know if this will last