Cold Feet

January 2016

You make me feel like I’m walking on a cloud

It’s romantic, right?

Walking on a cloud

Being that free

But I’m not free at all

You bring me up and up

So high that the lack of oxygen makes my mind get hazy

And I can’t tell if what I’m seeing is real

Or if it’s what I just want to see

And quite frankly, I don’t even know what I’m saying right now

But all I know is that the way the sun is shining from behind you makes you look like heaven

And with the power you have over me

You could just as well be the devil

I wouldn’t even know it

I just keep moving my feet closer to you

Hell, I can’t even feel my feet

Your presence makes them so cold

And maybe that’s why it feels like I’m on a cloud