The Snow Lyrics

I hope that the doctors in your town
Can give you the pills that you crave
I hope that they teach your mind how to behave
And I hope that Jesus still saves
I hope that Jesus still saves
I know the doctors in my town
And I know how much they get paid
It takes convertibles to hear what I say
But it takes heaven to hear me pray
It takes heaven to hear me pray

So when you wake up in the morning
And you're too scared to go to school
Don't tell them all that you're leaving
And don't you play the fool 'cause baby you're no fool
You're no fool
You're no fool
You're no fool
I know that you won't let me touch you
'Cause I've got hands made of ice
And they crack and dissolve when they feel something nice
And they melt at a terrible price
And they melt at a terrible price

I know that you won't let me love you
'Cause you've got hair made of snow
And if it fell off of my bed where could it possibly go
'Cept down to the river below
Except down to the black river below
So when you come home in the evening
And you're too scared to go to bed
Don't tell them all that you're staying
And don't you say you're dead 'cause baby you're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...
You're not dead...