Warm, warm hands,
and warm, warm hearts.
If she leaves I fall apart.

Warm, warm blankets,
and hot, hot coffee,
as I wonder her opinions of toffee.

Cold, cold wind,
and cold, cold feet,
as she cuddles up to me for heat.

Sweet, sweet lips,
and sweeter lies,
as we stare up at the skies.

Empty, empty hands,
and a lonely, lonely heart,
she left and I fell apart.