The seat belt is warm; the window is cold
I can’t go outside today. I can’t
Sitting here I’ll wait all day
But the snow…
Soft fingers of snow threaten
They set me off my guard
And when I’m roaming around and free…
Just, please
Keep the heat on…
I wonder when
I feel a chill
Is it from the weather
Or from within? But please, oh please, just
Keep the heat on
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