Cold Feet
They're all set to go on the 18th of June
They've already mapped out their honeymoon
Got the church, got the flowers
And the bridesmaids dresses on hold
He's Mr Perfect in so many ways
Her daddy's so proud and her momma says hey
You've got a good one
She says, "Yeah, thanks, I know"
She should be happily wrapped in a dream
Dying to kiss him and put on his ring
So why is she walking alone after midnight
Down a small town street
With cold feet?
Three days ago it came in the mail
From an old love she thought had long ago set sail
Saying "Baby, it's killing me
I hear you're tying the knot"
But you should be happily wrapped up with me
It took me until right now, but I finally see
So why don't you meet me one night
At our old spot down by the creek
If you've got cold feet?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Rain on the sidewalk, doubt in her mind
One thing's for sure
She's running out of time to decide what's right
And whose heart she's willing to break
She should be happily wrapped in a dream
Safe in a warm bed and sound asleep
But here she is walking back home
From a long night down by the creek
With cold feet
Here she is walking back home after midnight
Trying to breathe
With cold feet
They've already mapped out their honeymoon
Got the church, got the flowers
And the bridesmaids dresses on hold
He's Mr Perfect in so many ways
Her daddy's so proud and her momma says hey
You've got a good one
She says, "Yeah, thanks, I know"
She should be happily wrapped in a dream
Dying to kiss him and put on his ring
So why is she walking alone after midnight
Down a small town street
With cold feet?
Three days ago it came in the mail
From an old love she thought had long ago set sail
Saying "Baby, it's killing me
I hear you're tying the knot"
But you should be happily wrapped up with me
It took me until right now, but I finally see
So why don't you meet me one night
At our old spot down by the creek
If you've got cold feet?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Rain on the sidewalk, doubt in her mind
One thing's for sure
She's running out of time to decide what's right
And whose heart she's willing to break
She should be happily wrapped in a dream
Safe in a warm bed and sound asleep
But here she is walking back home
From a long night down by the creek
With cold feet
Here she is walking back home after midnight
Trying to breathe
With cold feet
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Wheeler, John Ritter
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