I've got the snow on my side - i've got no doubts about that
And though this city grows wider, i always know where i'm at
I got your letter this morning
I know you mean what you say
And though the stations are closed down, i've got to get away
I'm somewhere off the compa**
I'm somewhere lower than hell
And when you say you're beyond this, i say, "i've been there as well"