Winter skies look better on a Saturday night
The wind it leaves me freezing
Blue eyes look harsher when you tell your lies
But still I find it pleasing
Seems to me that you're still nervous
And you're out here all alone
Seems to me that you're still hurting
But you've made it through the storm
I know that things get hard
One thing I know, you're not on your own
Dreaming of a lifestyle with no seasons
Where the sky lights don't turn off
I can't wait for the day
I touch your skin
But I hate being used as bait
For all the other men
Seems to me that you're still nervous
And you're out here all alone
Seems to me that you're still hurting
But you've made it through the storm
I know that things get hard
One thing I know, you're not on your own