I love this life at winter time    theres frost cakes in the carpet    in winter time i have no legs two stumps of meat below me    a false snow fall could ruin my day its mask hung from the street wire    and winters love where could she be..shes warming in my pocket    Just a calm and modern day    In early, early morning   Rush to her and rush to bed   Am I a better person?   It evens in, my warmth give her   The frost was heaven sent   I pulled the boy out of the box   And made that boy a man