Warn your warmth to turn away, 
Here it's december, 
Everyday. [small girlish echo:] i'm with you, or i love you 

Press your lips to the sculptures, 
And surely you'll stay. [distant:] love like winter 

For of sugar and ice, 
I am made. I am made 

It's in the blood, 
It's in the blood. 
I met my love before I was born. 
He wanted love, 
I taste of blood. 
He bit my lip, and drank my war, 
From years before, from years before. 

She exhales vanilla lace, 
I barely dreamt her, yesterday. [echo:] yesterday 
Read the lines in the mirror through, 
The lipstick trace. 
Por siempre 

She said "It seems you're somewhere, far away" to his face. 

It's in the blood, 
It's in the blood. 
I met my love before I was born. 
She wanted love, 
I taste of blood. 
She bit my lip, and drank my war, 
From years before, from years before. 

Love Like Winter. 

Love Like Winter. 

Winter. 
Three, four 

It's in the blood, 
It's in the blood. 
I met my love before I was born. 
He wanted love, 
I taste of blood. 
He bit my lip, and drank my war, 
From years before, from years before. 
From years before

u won´t be his first, his last or his only. he´s loved  before he ´ll  love again but if he loves you  what  else matters ?

he ´s not thinking ´bout you but he will  give you a part of him  that he  knows you can break . don´t hurt him , don´t change him .... smile when  he makes you happy n´cry when he makes you sad ...miss him when he´s not there

 °°less°°--