February Air - Lights

If you don’t believe me

If you don’t like my plans, you musn’t tell me

How I know your face like the back of my hand

We walk the city

I talk to you, understand

So, won’t you tell me

How I know this place like the back of my hand?

My arms get cold in February air

Please, don’t lose hold of me out there

I know you’re near me

I know you understand

Say that you’re with me

Say you know my face like the back of your hand

My 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 there

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Out there)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, yeah!

Ay yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Hey, yeah!

Ay yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

My 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 there

There, there

February air, air

And I know this place like the back of my hand