Carmine red as the cheeks on the girls
On frosted lakes making ice-skater-whirls
We like that the nights here are blacker than coal
I like you but I'm scared of your coldness
Give me a sigh
I can't find out alone
Give me a hand
I can't stand on my own
Were walking on thin ice
My hearts in the wrong side, the right side
Naked trees wave at me from the hills
Ice-cold breezes are giving me chills
Short days
Confidence sneaks indoors
Can't read you do want me no more?
Give me a sign... Etc
Were walking on thin ice
My hearts on the right side, the right side...
Listen to the roaring of the storm
Childhood-emptiness in rare form
My hearts in the wrong side of my chest
I'm missing the wrong one, I guess
Give me a sign... Etc
Were walking on thin ice... Etc
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