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