Things are dying
The summer's gone
You spend half your night off
On the phone
Pacing around
You're gonna wear a rut
Trying to make her understand
What you do not
Then you hang up
So quiet
And you look out
Into the cold night
You're getting older
But you still never learn
It's like you're frozen
In a frozen world
But then you feel it
The stillness moves
It's like a tiny voice
In a silent room
The first snow
The first snow
So slow
The first snow
Then you know it
The thing you've never known
That you won't outgrow it
But she'll move along
Into your bed
You lie alone
But you'll be fine dreaming
Of the first snow
The first snow
The first snow
Feel it flow
Like the first snow