Please take me by the hand
It's so cold out tonight
I'll put blankets on the bed
I wont turn out the light
Just dont forget to think about me
And I wont forget you
I'll write you once a week she said
Once a week she said

Why does it feel the same
To fall in love or break it off
And if young love is just a game
Then I must have missed the kick off
Don't depend on me to ever follow through on anything
But I'd go through hell for you and

I haven't been this scared in a long time
And I'm so unprepared so here's your valentine
Bouquet of clums