If you don't believe me
If you don't like my plans
You mustn't tell me
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
I know this place like the back of my hand
My arms get cold
in February air Please don't lose all of me out there
And I know you're near me I know you understand
You say that you're with me
So you know my face like the back of your hand
February air Please don't lose all of me out there
