My Little Box Full of Love

  Baby it's cold outside

  Shivering timbers 

  And freezing temperatures

  With bliss memories

  The snowfall hide

  Baby it's cold outside

  Never such a blizzard before

  Let's cuddle a little more

  Take the blanket, open wide

  Baby it's cold outside 

  My sister will be suspicious 

  Man, your lips look so delicious.

  Emotions more than implied 

  Baby it's cold outside

  There's bound to be talk tomorrow

  Of me and my new found beau

  Life with you is a wild ride

  Box full of love.

  Not all of my love for you will fit in this box, 

  but here are a few lines. 

  So I sit here and try to be cunning as a fox,

  but on my thoughts the world dines. 

  So this is my box full of love. 

  Not labeled and no name engraved, 

  but on the bottom faded green. 

  So that last line makes sense to none, 

  but the person whose favorite will know what I mean. 

  Just filling out this box full of love. 

  Not thinking of how your beautiful, 

  but you can't see that when the day meets the night. 

  So my words are hintful, 

  but the comparison I just made isn't right. 

  Then again what's a box full of love? 

  If not filled with love past.