I'll love you more tomorrow,
Then I do today,
But who knows about the day after,
Everything seems to change.
Because I keep turning.
Hot and cold.
Today I froze your feelings gently,
Then set your heart alight,
I never meant to melt you,
But I needed you tonight.
I'm sorry for turning,
Hot and cold.
The diary of my feelings,
That keep chaning with the tide,
I'll try and refrain from burning,
Or turning you to ice. |