Frostbound Longing

The floorboards are warm,

too warm for my paws I lie by the bowl,

just counting the flaws In the heat of the room where the

summer remains And I dream of the frost on the windowpanes

Oh, let the cold air run free (ahhh) Bring back the snow

drifts for me

I want to run

where the wild winds blow

Deep in the white,

where my spirit can go

They think that I'm sleeping,

they think that I'm fine

But I'm chasing the ghosts

of a different time

When the northern skies open and cover the clay

And my heavy dark coat can finally play

Just a little more sun to endure

Before the landscape is clean and pure (huuuumm)

Let it snow... (howwwwl)