Cold, oh it's cold
Out there
Movin' becomes a chore
To bear
Fifty below
Dark, oh it's dark
Outside
Star light
Would be enough
If they weren't so far
Wild woodlands
Ooh, don't you know?
The dark is not eternal
Ooh, don't you see?
Hues of green and blue and gold
Ooh, don't you feel?
There's something in the air
Ooh, oh it's real
Stick around and see it there
Stick around and see it there