It’s winter and it’s getting cold
The ground is white and the wind is bold
Copping a feel, looking up my dress
Fogging my glasses coming in from your kiss
I’m sure gonna miss

My mittens ward the chill in the air
But they don’t stop me slipping when i climb your stairs
Head right on open, steaming from the walk
Seeping towards fingers, you never heard me knock

Temporary
February

And my angel with my wings at my side
I’m leaving no footprints for fresh snow to hide
Well, you’d be proud of me ‘cause i can name all the stars
But you watch for my breath though you what we are

I know what we are
I know when we are
I know where we are

Temporary
February
Sanctuary