You're So Cool

Lorilee DeSchryver

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You're So Cool
There's a storm in your eyes,
Pulls me into your soul
Waiting for sunrise
As I am left alone in the cold
They say, you're made of ice
And you're hard to hold
I won't even think twice
Whereever you go I will go
At night, I feel you
Send chills down my spine
Leaving me so cool
I must be near you
Though I do not know when
I'll see you
You're So Cool