The snow it hangs around like the guest you want to leave
Outstaying its welcome, turning up late to the party
On these buses, only half the time you're going home
Wondering if it is me that makes you feel alone
Say what you need to say and say it fast
I hope I get frostbitten and I hope it lasts
Staying out all night with me will be a blast
This blanket of white has been an eyesore all my life
This stretch of road has been engrained in all I see
It could be any road, there's nothing extraordinary
I hope I'm not the one that's changing your family tree
Altering the situation to a degree