If bạn don't believe me,
If bạn don't like my plans,
bạn mustn'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 bạn 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.
And I know you're near me.
I know bạn understand.
Say that you're with me.
Say bạn 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.
And I know this place like the back of my hands
If bạn don't like my plans,
bạn mustn'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 bạn 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.
And I know you're near me.
I know bạn understand.
Say that you're with me.
Say bạn 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.
And I know this place like the back of my hands