I was sleepin'.nIf I can, I will rise with a songnover this frozen land...nnThere's two feet of snow since we spoke.nThere's icicles all in a row;nThey look like fangs about to close.nnAll of my friends are on their way.nI hope they drive in slow.nWell I hope they drive in...nI hope they drive in slow.nnOh, I don't know what to do with myself...nOh, I don't know what to do with myself...nOh, I shovel...nI shovel the drive.nOh, I don't know what to do with myself...nOh, I don't know what to do with myself...nOh, I shovel...nI shovel the drive.n(Where's that shovel?)nnWell there's nothin' in particularnthat I have on my mind...nSnow covered pines...nAnd there's nothin' like the soundnof you comin' up behind;nPutin' your little hands over my eyes...nnIf you walk ahead...nI will walk in your footsteps.nIf you walk behind...nYou can walk in mine.nIf you walk ahead...nI will walk in your footsteps.nIf you walk behind...nYou can walk in mine.nnYou just arrived.