Burn Out

Hey there pretty lady
Until when will we be out here
Why don't we go in
And stop from being on the road
Do we risk catching the cold?

Here we are at the threshold
I've long held out the door
Are you coming in?
The candle's burning out
It's getting cold inside too

Oh, how long should I wait
I've moved mountains by now
Or is it fate

Where do you want to go
Would you have me beside you
Or you'd rather be alone

Oh, how long should I wait
I've moved mountains by now
Or is it fate.
It must be fate.