Sneak through the back door and come up stairs.
No, I'm not asleep, you're fine.
Will you put your arms around me?
If you're cold I have extra blankets
(Honestly, I have too many blankets
And not enough 'you' to share them with)
Come closer
Come closer
Come closer
I don't care if your hair
Is still wet from the rain
I'd rather shiver with you
Than be too warm and alone again.
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