Nickels and Dimes

i’ve got goosebumps on my arms from the cold outside
won’t you wrap me in a blanket and take me inside
give me a plate of cookies and a cup of tea
light a fire to dry the socks that i’m wearing on my feet
this is not a simple path that were walking down
you’re talking to me like a child
pull the drapes off of your face
and take a walk now
over rooftops under cities that shine with the starts
look how bright they shine
oh bright they shine
pictures pictures all around waiting to be taken
bracelets fall to the ground waiting to be found again
along with spare change and small things
they’re waiting to be found
i’m waiting to found