Lletres: Leela James. My Soul. So Cold.

So cold, so cold, so cold
So cold
So cold, so cold, so cold
So cold

I'm in love and I want you
In the worst way, yeah
There's nothing that I won't do
To keep you happy

I've never met someone like you
You're just so different
And it's so good, no, it's too good
I'm hoping on you

So cold, so cold, so cold
So cold
So cold, so cold, so cold
So cold

Ooh, you're so fine
You're just my type
I will make you mine
Just a breath of fresh air
Those others don't compare, no

You, you had your pride
You give your time
You simply treat me right
Ooh, and it's so good, it's too good
I'm hoping on you

So cold, so cold, so cold
So cold
So cold, so cold, so cold
So cold

I like the way
You take good care of me
I'm feeling your style
Oh, you get down, it's crazy, yeah

So cold, so cold, so cold
So cold
So cold, so cold, so cold
So cold

I'm feeling your style
Oh, you get down, it's crazy
I'm feeling your style
Oh, you get down, it's crazy