Yellowcard

Warm October nights
You came and cuddled next to me
Our noses brushed so close
I wished it was our souls
Drifting off to sleep
I could hear the little snores you made
Watching eyes shut tight
Like doors to something sweeter where you rest.
Tear me off a piece of blanket
Keep me warm and we can make it
Here's my heart, I'll let you break it