Twenty Degrees, and I’m waiting out in this cold. Twenty Degrees, and I’m countin’ on you to show.
Maybe you’ll will, maybe you won’t, well I don’t know. But baby you’re late, and I’m wonderin’ should I go…
Well I can’t walk that lonely road no more.
Can’t I hope for something more somehow…oh, oh, oh
Startin’ to snow, it’s blowing all down the street. It’s a Cold hearted town, barely a pulse, barely a beat.
A fitting farewell , so darlin’ don’t cha be long. Put this wind to your back, yeah, it’s time to be movin’ on.
Take my hand and come away with me…
Find the place we were meant to be…oh, oh, oh lets go.
Twenty Degrees, and I’m waiting out in this cold.
Maybe you’ll show, maybe you won’t, well I don’t know. But I’ve gotta believe, so I’ll give it a minute more…