This cold will keep up
for a while i have heared
until death do us part
it will stay and i will try
to be nice from the start
just for once i�ll hold on
until it dies but for now
it still bites and it is out
and moving on
Though i speak what i pronounce
some old verse i learned by heart
there�s a line i can�t forget
something stupid i once said
needless to say it still fits
every space that i admit
there�s a place now i am sure
where it�s good where it is warm
to hold on
Mimosa decided
to show me while blinded
Now i�m catching a cold
left by you on its own
i can�t dream but i can try
how to deal with overdrive
close enough but closing in
to lose your touch, to start again
from the top, i don�t care
if the cool keeps up i�m not aware
and i�m not home
Mimosa decided
to show me while blinded