Well the house sleeps and the frost climbs over your windshield

And the stairs creak and the noise seeps through the cold air

But I just haven’t been myself since you left here

No I just haven’t been myself since you left here

So take off for the iron festival

And send off these northern winter chills

Till everything’s okay, or everything can stay

Impossible

Well I’ve gone grey since the last day that I saw you

It’s a light shine, it’s about time I got older

But you look better now than I ever dared to imagine

Yeah you look better now than I ever dared to imagine

So stay and put plants up on the sill

And fend off these northern winter chills

Till everything’s okay, or everything can stay

Impossible