Holiday Heart is still beating.

I was staring through a window,
at a cold and icy meadow lately.
I had hoped for something better
now I enjoy inside weather lately (lately).

I don't want to drink no more,
stay inside and close the door.
Let the clothes pile on the floor
and maybe get some air tomorrow.

I don't even need a razor,
microwave, refrigerator.
All the things we bought together,
let them gather dust forever.