That thing that you got It cools me down when it gets so hot Let the Summer sun come down and Beat me to a pulp It's that thing that your heart holds It heats me up when it gets so cold And the fire in your eyes be the coal It's relevant when loves so prevalent Whatever love was before feels so irrelevant Way back when in the past Unaware of the iconic last You are to my heart It's a blast To revel in, so relevant Your love Your love