I might catch a cold I might catch a cold if my futon disappears at evening I’ll be cold without it in the evening
As the sun began to rise this morning I could see you outside, smiling
Maybe I couldn’t see That your hand was out towards the lonely me I can’t quite seem to understand The cause or what it is you’re thinking of
You might catch a cold You might catch a cold
Maybe if I still act like I’m sleeping And the room warms up because of all these feelings Maybe you will sleep beside me, listening To the sounds that slowly start to drain away