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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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