Losing it in Winter's Breath

call on me
call on me
when its convienant
spill to me
spill to me
when suddenly we're friends
look at me
look at me
when you need some lovin
but hunny
but hunny
when will we be more
when will we be more

because walks in the park
are merely just wasted efforts
snapshots of me smiling
are nothing more than
made-up candid moments
funny times
funny times
snow layered on ice
is what we are
snow layered on ice
nothing more than unstable ground
that will melt before
spring comes with it's flings
so

call on me
call on me
when it's convienant
spill to me
spill to me
when suddenly we're friends
look at me
look at me
when you need some lovin
but hunny
but hunny
when will we be more
when will we be more