Lyrics

December wind cuts like a knife on a neglected face Suburban sprawling on a thick, rich rug before the fireplace If your love grows cold, you've got to warm it up If your love grows cold, you've got to give it up If your love grows cold, you've got to warm it up If your love grows cold, you've got to give it up He's in prison, she walks the street - there are no children here City fathers spin that wheel, manicured sincere If your love grows cold, you've got to warm it up If your love grows cold, you've got to give it up If your love grows cold, you've got to warm it up If your love grows cold, you've got to give it up Rush Limbaugh and the state patrol solving South L.A., Big blessings in a big glass house - here comes the ricochet If your love grows cold, you've got to warm it up If your love grows cold, you've got to give it up If your love grows cold, you've got to warm it up If your love grows cold, got to give it up If your love grows cold If your love grows cold If your love grows cold If your love grows cold If your love grows cold If your love grows cold (fade)