When the weather says it's getting cold, it gets cold. Now, have a few sweet dreams. What song?

The weather says it will get cold when it is cold. Now make some lyrics about who will kiss you when you dream. All the lyrics of this song are as follows:

When the weather says it's getting cold, it gets cold.

Now dream a few sweet dreams, and don't ask after you open your eyes.

Don't ask who will be kissed.

When the weather says it's getting cold, it gets cold.

Now dream a few sweet dreams, and don't ask after you open your eyes.

Don't ask who will be kissed.

As a genius, I screwed up everything. Will you understand or stay away from me?

Who but you can appreciate my happiness?

Not going out, our favorite season.

Impulse will end me, no matter how hard I sing.

I'm willing to rewrite it for you 10 thousand times. I don't care who gets kissed.

Anyway, someone will always be kissed to the lip.

Anyone with weak legs can't stand still, if you can.

If you can, melt the body.

Hug the temperature. I'm sorry

I think so, too. I don't want to be with you anymore

I want to let myself go, and I want to give my soul back to my body.

I want to lose my temper, I want to be hysterical.

If we wait any longer, I'm afraid it will be too late. The weather says it's getting cold.

Be cold and have a sweet dream.

Don't ask after you open your eyes. Don't ask.

Who will be kissed? The weather says it's getting cold.

Be cold and have a sweet dream.

Don't ask after you open your eyes. Don't ask.

Who will be kissed? Don't wait for us.

Rust, like an electric shock, suddenly comes to mind.

Your news is closely related to your heart.

Beasts forget how to express themselves.

It's too late to find out.

One summer, countless moments.

It seems that you have had enough of my ugliness.

So every day since then.

It's all on my lips, when I want to go back most.

It turned out that you stole it, and the feeling of being stolen was called a surprise.

It's called you remember the weather I like. My plan is that you will have a whim.

I watch the game with you and race against time.

Then do your best, like a countdown.

There is no way to calm down, even we are tired of listening. I'm sorry.

If you don't put down the last bit of rhinoceros, the weather will get cold.

Be cold and have a sweet dream.

Don't ask after you open your eyes. Don't ask.

Who will be kissed? The weather says it's getting cold.

Be cold and have a sweet dream.

Don't ask after you open your eyes. Don't ask who will be kissed.