Them Dogs Will Be Alright

I'm so cold My coat is my umbilical That's figurative not literal So I wrap Myself Up tight I will not go outside The winter air still makes me cry But I don't Want to miss out on something beautiful The snow falls And nothing we do matters at all Still blind to what you want from me Expecting reciprocity But you won't Ever Give up on your plan B I wanna go for a ride Tonight I wanna try to fly, I might Again I might try again.