Warm in My Hands
Style: Irish air

[Verse 1]
Yellow paper, twisted tight
holding all that salt and bite
you're the warmth I carry home
never once wanting to be alone

[Pre-chorus]
I could name a hundred small things
every one of them still sings
but it's you that makes them true

[Chorus]
Bertie, you're the warm I hold
better than a story told
nothing fancy, nothing flirty
just my heart, and it says Bertie

[Verse 2]
Some folk dress their love up smart
mine's a simple, steady heart
you don't need the party lights
you're the best of all my nights

[Pre-chorus]
I could name a hundred small things
every one of them still sings
but it's you that makes them true

[Chorus]
Bertie, you're the warm I hold
better than a story told
nothing fancy, nothing flirty
just my heart, and it says Bertie

[Bridge]
No need to be sporty or thirty-proof strong
just be here beside me, that's never wrong
let the wind outside turn the whole world dirty
I'm staying in close, I'm staying with Bertie

[Chorus]
Bertie, you're the warm I hold
better than a story told
nothing fancy, nothing flirty
just my heart, and it says Bertie

[Outro]
Still that paper's holding tight
still you're warm at end of night

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