Winter is back

Woo

Yeah, yeah

Alright

Now that winter is back

And the nights are getting longer

We can be homebodies

Want your body on mine

Alright

Okay, snow-covered landscapes

Orange juice and pancakes

The whole crib's a man cave

Peaceful, serene, winter wonderland dreams

Pristine, the whip like Christine

We can stay in, turn the crib into the scene

Mulled cider with some cinnamon and nutmeg

Winter feels like second base on the bunk bed

Gingerbread cookies getting drunk and

Playing board games, music bumpin

Walking to the corner store, woolly mitten scarves

Let the liquor pour, hardly millionaires but we ain't living poor

Smooth, cold ice on the frozen ponds

Feeling like the chosen one

Loads of rum, roads are dumb

Where we going we won't need them

Now that winter is back

And the nights are getting longer

We can be homebodies

Want your body on mine

Alright

Now that winter is back

And the nights are getting longer

We can be homebodies

Want your body on mine

Alright

Okay, we be like snowflakes

Dancing in the air

Speaking to them old lakes

They got answers if we care to listen

The stars in the night sky glisten

Getting fireflies in my spirit when we kissing

The smell of fresh baked cookies floating from the kitchen

Engulfing the sofa where we cuddled up

Fuzzy blankets bundled up

I swear to God summer love

Doesn't hold a candle to that winter loving body heat

Trees adorned with icicles glistening

on a mission on my bicycle

The days are short, the nights are long

There's beauty in the night

I watch the moonlight kiss your skin

Your body is a work of art

Like the formations on the frozen lake