The air is so cold tonight
Here, let me put my arm around you
I've never seen you looking quite
So winsome

It feels like I'm sixteen again
Secret touches when no-body sees
And I don't even like champagne
But I'll drink some

Your skin is so cold to touch
Well, you know, you'd be a whole lot warmer in my bed
Oh, have I just said too much?
Well, don't listen!

Explanations are not required
Just two bottles of St. Emilion
And your eyes do look very tired
But they still glisten

You're laughing at things I say
Then, suddenly, you're staring into space
I'd really like you to stay
Now I'm feeling bolder

But you're telling me little tales
And I think there are lots of things that I should know
Just keep running your fingernails
Across my shoulder