Texty: Owl City. The Tip Of The Iceberg.

Welcome back, Winter once again,
And put on your warm fuzzy sweater,
Cuz you'll feel much better when

The snowflakes fall, gently to the ground,
The temperature drops, and your shivers freeze all the rivers around,
But I keep you warm

If speed's a pro,
Inertia must be a con,
Cuz the cold wind blows at precise rates,
When I've got my ice skates on

If all the roads,
Were paved with ice that wouldn't thaw or crack,
I could skate from Maine to Nebraska,
Then on to Alaska and back,
Cuz you keep me warm

Peer over the edge,
Can you see me?,
Rivulets flow from your eyes,
Paint runs from your mouth,
Like a waterfall,
And your lungs crystalize

I'll travel the sub-zero tundra,
I'll brave glaciers and frozen lakes,
And that's just the tip of the iceberg,
I'll do whatever it takes,
To change

Farewell powdery paradise,
We'd rather skate on the finished ice,
Fingers failed us before they froze,
Frostbite bit down on all our toes

Snow drifts build up and enfold us,
As we wait out this winter storm,
So we snuggle close in the darkness,
And keep each other so warm

(Thanks to Monique P. for these lyrics)