It's cold and snow's actually on the ground of this no-snow town   And instead of cars, street's trafficking in sleds, men become boys again   And there's a war on the corner with no guaranteed winner   It's just a snowfall of snowballs, evidence of the winter      And I can feel my hands again, we're almost home      It's 2 p.m and our snow is falling still   As our good city lay still and our friends are packed   Around some no-smoking bar warming on alcohol   We step into the silence, yeah and we step slowly and quiet      All boys come on and girls join up, just don't grow old   All boys come on and girls join up, we're almost home      This is all we want, time to be with us, a home to lift the cold   Still cold, the snow's turning into rain and melting away   And all these days slip by us, so let's keep them      All boys come on and girls join up, just don't grow old   All boys come on and girls join up, we're almost home   All boys come on and girls join up, just don't grow old   All boys come on and girls join up, we're almost home