sometimes
life is all about
too many glasses of wine
dancing to that music we all say we hate
but actually love
dreaming of summernights
as we sit here, in the middle of january
a cold, cold evening
a cold, cold evening
surrounded by snow
and eachother
yes being here with you
makes all the sense in the world right now
sometimes
that is all life is about
you and me
and just that.