If you don't believe me
If you don't like my plans
You musn't tell me
How I know your face like the
back of my hands
We walk the city
I talk to you understand
So won't you tell me
How I know this place like the
back of my hands
My arms get cold
In February air
Please don't lose hold
of me out there
I know you're near me
I know you understand
Say that you're with me
Say you know my face like the
back of your hands
My arms get cold
In February air
Please don't lose hold
of me out there
My arms get cold
In February air
Please don't lose hold
of me out there
My arms get cold
In February air
Please don't lose hold
of me out there
My arms get cold
In February air
Please don't lose hold
of me out there
there there
February air air
And I know this place like the
back of my hands