Baby; can I call you that?

Winter fell and so did we  
But it didn’t stop the cold
That bloomed in your chest and poured out of your mouth right into my expectant hands
My fingers haven’t really warmed up since
Each season reminds me of you
Summer
Autumn
Winter
And I’m sure Spring will too
You come and go as you please, but I yearn for you each time, so what does that say about me?

Baby; can I call you that?

I know I’m on your mind
At least when you lie to her
But
I wanna know if my name is on your lips when you touch her too
I wanna know if you’re reaching for her
But wishing for something new
Because each time I taste him
All I can think of is you

Baby; can I call you that?

I cant forget the ‘never’ on your lips
But if it’s body on your brain, I can fix that
If it’s the heat of our fingertips you’re thinking of, I miss that
But when I think of you with her I can’t stand it
I’m stuck in the cold begging you to come along with summer
But I’m like a groundhog that always sees it’s shadow  
Bringing extra weeks of winter


Baby; can I call you that?