I've got the snow on my side - I've got no doubts about thatnAnd though this city grows wider, I always know where I'm atnI got your letter this morningnI know you mean what you saynAnd though the stations are closed down, I've got to get awaynI'm somewhere off the compassnI'm somewhere lower than hellnAnd when you say you're beyond this, I say, I've been there as well nn