You're a hand written goodbye,   A buzzer shot from the good guys   That missed the net, the coach says "good try,   It's o.k. to lose sometimes"      And he means well with what he's saying   But we've been losing day out, day in   It makes us wonder why we're playing,   It's time to throw in the towel      And how I hate our skipping record   It makes our problems seem double-deckered,   Intertwined and plaid and checkered,   Oh what a pattern we've weaved      We've got hearts as tough as leather   Whose combined forces change the weather   To lovely snow when we're together,   We'll freeze the whole world over      And start an earth-wide hibernation   And seek refuge in weather stations   To form theories and calculations   For troubles that we're facin'      All of this white is extra stunning,   We'll survive on wits and charm and cunning,   You're my food for thought so who needs hunting?   It's all we need right here      Water flows,   The birds crow,   The wind blows,   The sky turns to gold      The tides roll,   Diamonds turn to coal,   Music loses its soul,   Under your control      And you've done things that others tried to   And left your loves and lives behind you,   You stole the world's heart and that means mine too,   What kind of pull have you got?      You're a hand written goodbye,   A buzzer shot from the good guys   That missed the net, the coach says "good try,   It's o.k. to lose sometimes"      And he means well with what he's saying   But we've been losing day out, day in   It makes us wonder why we're playing,   Throw in the towel...