I Know It's January
Burning embers
Turning December
Everything is turning to ice
To cold to remember
Nice sunny reminders of summer
Sweaty lovers
Silk chilled feathers
And love letters
Lovers climbing ladders
Falling heart tumbling disasters
Hurt follows after burnt chapters
Remember what matters
Burning embers
Everything is turning December
Everything is turning to ice
To cold to remember
Nice to forget those burning chapters
Turn disasters into loving reminders
Of things that matter
I cherish these love letters
I write with a silk chilled feather
Talk to you later
Lover
|