Winter Air (Sweetly)

Falling at her feet, I'm exempt from the ticking clock And I can feel winter in the air For this love to keep, there's a spell that binds our luck And I can feel winter in the air My body slows and I'm dizzy Her body pressed to mine It's kind of cold and I'm feeling fine What it means to be, to descend to this heart of hers And I can feel winter in the air My body slows and I'm dizzy Her body pressed to mine It's kind of cold and I'm feeling fine It's kind of cold and I'm dizzy Her body pressed to mine It's kind of cold and I'm feeling fine Sweetly she takes my takes my mind into her hands And its a cold night for this much this much this much ire inside Now there's a part of me that I can't let go Slowly she takes my takes my blood into her hands Slowly she takes my takes my blood into her hands