• you won't promise me forever
    so i've got one foot out the door
    but it's getting cold out, baby,
    and next to you it's warm

    i'm don't know if i want forever
    but won't you just hold the door
    i like it with you, baby,
    won't you try to be warm?

    i won't tell you never
    i'll just keep looking at the floor
    but have you ever though that maybe
    we could weather out this storm?

    i see now that you'll never
    lift my heart off of the floor
    and it occurs to me that, maybe,
    you have always been the storm.