If you don't believe me
If you don't like my plans
You mustn't tell me
I know your face like the back of my handWe walk the city
I talk so you understand
So won't you tell me
I know this place like the back of my handMy arms get cold in February air
Please don't lose hold of me out there
And I know you're near me
I know you understand
Say that you're with me
So you know my face like the back of your handMy arms get cold in February air
Please don't lose hold of me out thereMy arms get cold in February air
Please don't lose hold of me out thereYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahOut thereYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahMy 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 thereThere, there, February air, air
And I know this place like the back of my hand
