So this weather gets me going…
Through the city, the snow is blowing.
In my face and red’ning my nose,
freezing my fingers and numbing my toes.

Through the winter storm I’m walking,
noticing the snowmen as they’re stalking.
Built by children after the snow,
the evil they possess you’d never know.

The wind picks up and blows me away.
Places where it’s warm I need to stay.
In my apartment or inside my car,
somewhere I can walk that isn’t far.

I go indoors and look outside,
hoping the snowstorm will subside.
With each new flake and gust of wind,
the evil of winter keeps me in.