• Sitting here looking out the window
    Watching the snow slowly drop
    Wondering when it will stop
    It just keeps falling, i think its about to overflow

    Oh No, Its getting late, so i go to bed
    But It must be fate or something, Wake up
    Walk outside and the snow is up to my head
    Try to look over it but i cant see anything

    I climb the wall of snow
    And as i pass, leaving tracks
    it just becomes compact under my feet
    i kept walking, but find a weak spot
    Falling through, Surrounded by snow
    Brrr, its so cold
    a chill runs up my back
    I struggle but cant seem to break free
    twisting and turning,
    waking up from bed, it was just a dream
    what a relief