You're going to catch a cold and die He laughed it off with a gentle sigh It's not that cold It really is!!! And so our little argument begins
The wind isint cold
A confident tone within his voice Wearing an amused smile Stop right there kid Its too early to rejoice
But the wind itself IS cold
That's not how it works
An endless back and forth verbal fight Dragging on into the dark hours of the night This was clearly going no where We made the call to look it up Its stated that
wind and air which has heated up, slightly is moved and replaced for new air which is colder
Grinning like a Cheshire cat Thinking he had won the Game That almost taunting smile I swear its driving me insane
But... It says its cold
Groaning in frustration He yells out loud I give up! Now he's not too proud
Burying his head Into his arms I'm laughing away Trying not to do anymore harm
I don't understand how you don't get it at all
I just dont want you to catch a cold
He signs as he goes out yet again Getting into his car He sends me a picture He'd put on his jacket Are you happy now?