All this room to fill 
All these emotions to feel

Emotions coordinate with velvet 
Sensitive to the touch 
Warm to the heart 
You can never pull the two apart
I oughta keep a hold of my helmet
Before I go falling for your stunts

I won't stay waiting for the snow
Instead I'll pray you'll meet me under this miseltoe
I will always think your Gold even without a show
All I ask is stop making me look like a fool

You hold my hand like glass
You kiss me with no pressure to the lips
You make me think we won't last
You have put me where I'm frozen at my hips