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It so very cold out today,

The sun won’t allow us a single ray.

Leaves fly away with the wind,

It cutting through me like a knife through butter.



All of the feeling in my toes,

Has fled without a moments notice.

I have to find a place to get away,

Before my ears get lost in the fray.



I'll run home to my warm and comfy bed.

Run home to my nice and comfy bed.

I swear if I don't make it I'll be dead.

Cuddled in my warm and comfy bed.



The world outside is falling apart,

It always ends before it can start.

The day always leads to the night,

That’s when the wind really has bite.



Summer seems so far away,

Where it was warm every single day.

No we are stuck in the fall,

I really don't like this at all.



I'm going to run home to my nice and comfy bed.

Have to run home to my warm and comfy bed.

I'm having some trouble feeling my head.

Got to make it to my nice and comfy bed.



I'll run home to my warm and comfy bed.

Crawling to my nice and comfy bed.

My feet are getting heavier than lead.

All I want is my warm and comfy bed.



So take me home.