She likes to play foosball

She don't like throwing darts

There's too much anger

She can knit a sweater

But she'd rather work on scarves

In the heart of December

And the snow falling down

And the white lights her eyes

Oh and I can say that my

Heart will remain

I think it's past her bedtime

She ain't used to hearing no

She's too damn pretty

She kisses with a vengeance

Trying to convince me

Not to go

Back to the gritty

And the snow falling down

And the white lights her eyes

Oh and I can say that my

Heart will remain

Fly away to London

Go find your dream

Lose your mind exploring Amsterdam

Then come back to me

Oh cause I can say that my

Heart will remain