As snow reflects the city lights,
The city remains brighter than usual nights.
Cold air stinging my cheeks,
I find no one on the street.
Key to my door is stuck in the pocket,
Then I worry about my coffee getting dull.
As snow reflects the city lights,
The city remains brighter than usual nights.
Cold air stinging my cheeks,
I find no one on the street.
Key to my door is stuck in the pocket,
Then I worry about my coffee getting dull.