Sleeping beauty, where have you been You should know, I’m counting on you here
Feels like clouds beneath your wings It is night, you see it as it is It is dark, have mercy on us all You should know, I’m counting on you here His kiss, his kiss, his kiss… of spring
Let’s talk about the weather And the snow Falling from the heavens like crystal feather The power of the powder The silence screams louder I feel cold This is a nation on hold
It’s the chill without the thrill I’m waiting for spring to come to my kingdom
I manage to get down to the coffee shop It’s the big freeze, I feel like a pork chop Jesus it’s cold, must be a million below Nowhere to go, and the snow still falling Everything’s gone white Still nothing looks bright There’s no signs of daylight Every day is like eternal night I’m out of here soon I might be back in June
It’s the chill without the thrill I’m waiting for spring to come to my kingdom
God working on his kiss of life God have mercy with us all Working on the mercy of his kiss You should know, we’re counting on you here God working on his kiss God working on his kiss of spring