Flunk

Sleeping beauty
Where have you been
You should know
I'm counting on you here
Feels like clouds beneath your wings
It is night, you see it as it is
It is dark, have mercy on us all
You should know
I'm counting on you here
His kiss
His kiss
His kiss
His kiss of spring
His kiss of spring
His kiss of spring
His kiss of spring
His kiss...
Let's talk about the weather
And the snow
Falling from the heavens like crystal feather
The power of the powder
The silence screams louder
I feel cold
This is a nation on hold
It's the chill
Without the thrill
I'm waiting for spring to come to my kingdom
Come to my kingdom
I'm waiting for spring to come to my kingdom
Come to my kingdom
I manage to get down to the coffee shop
It's the big freeze, I feel like a pork chop
Jesus it's cold, must be a million below
Nowhere to go, and the snow still falling
Everything's gone white
Still nothing looks bright