Cold and grey everything's cold and grey
I won't be coming home today
I think I'll crash my sled into a tree
Cold and grey everything's cold and grey
I won't be coming home today
I think I'll crash my sled into a tree
When you find yourself in a frozen landscape
Will you make believe that it's not there
Will you take my hand and gently guide it
As you tie me to the electric chair
Polar Vortex, arctic blast
You've taken everything I had
Old Man Winter, Jack Frost
Tell me what is the cost
To lay in the Sun
And run in the grass
When all this is done
When you find yourself in a frozen landscape
Will you make believe that it's not there
Will you take my hand and gently guide it
As you tie me to the electric chair
Polar Vortex, arctic blast
You've taken everything I had
Old Man Winter, Jack Frost
Tell me what is the cost
To lay in the Sun
And run in the grass
When all this is done