Oh, Ms. Believer, my pretty sleeper Your twisted mind is like snow on the road Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder Inside your head than the winter of dead I will tell you I love you But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears My nose and feet are running as we start To travel through snow Together, we go ♪ (Together we go) ♪ We get colder As we grow older We will walk So much slower ♪ Oh, Ms. Believer, my pretty weeper Your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops Please, take my hand, we're in foreign land As we travel through snow Together we go ♪ Together we go ♪ We get colder As we grow older We will walk So much slower