Cold Feast

Meet me on a
Mediocre street
When the sun only tries
Half-heartedly to shine

And throw your arms around me
Like you just realized you loved me
Throw your arms around me
Like you don't even know me

Let's have a cold feast
Of food that should be
Piping hot

Let's have a cold feast
In a crowded
Valet parking lot

I've cold feet
I want to put my cold feet
Under your warm blanket

I want to have my cold feet
Next to your cold feet
Under your warm blanket

I want to put my cold feet
On your leg
And make your leg cold

I want to blow my nose
So I can
Smell you better

I want to have a lot of
Mediocre days
With mediocre weather

I want to have a lot of
Mediocre days
Like hot and cold
Mixed together

I want the sun to shine
At 98.6 degrees
That's how I want
The sun to shine

I want the sun to shine
At 98.6 degrees
Then there won't be a difference
Between
What's out and inside