February Air

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