When do I start?
When do I break the ice?
When will I know?
When will I know it's safe?
I'll bide your time but it's so slow.
You're writing an adagio
When I could be
Everything, everything to you,
Everything, everything to you.
Everything, everything to you,
Everything, everything to you.
We stand in the snow,
But I can't feel the cold.
Your lips are like ice,
Maybe like ice, they'll break.
I'll bide your time but it's so slow.
You're writing an adagio
When I could be
Everything, everything to you,
Everything, everything to you.
Everything, everything to you,
Everything, everything to you.
Everything, everything.

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