If you don't believe me   If you don't like my plans   You mustn't tell me   I know your face like the back of my hand      We walk the city   I talk so you understand   So won't you tell me   I know this place like the back of my hand      My arms get cold in February air   Please don't lose hold of me out there      And I know you're near me   I know you understand   Say that you're with me   So you know my face like the back of your hand      My arms get cold in February air   Please don't lose hold of me out there      My arms get cold in February air   Please don't lose hold of me out there      Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah      Out there      Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   Hey, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   Hey, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah      My arms get cold in February air   Please don't lose hold of me out there      My arms get cold in February air   Please don't lose hold of me out there      There, there, February air, air   And I know this place like the back of my hand