Hold on, I'm coming home When we were younger this was so much easier than we'd known Look out the window See the snow If it is gone before I pack my bags and hit the road Remember what it was like When I held Your cold hands When he left you All alone In a bitter storm By your house You saved some from that night Ooh, I'll bring some home I heard that a storm is brewing through the pass that keeps me gone Never to leave you Again what's more I bought us a little house three miles from the ocean shore We'll remember what it was like When I held Your cold hands When he left you Long ago In a bitter storm By your house I won't be that guy, no We'll remember what it was like When I held Our children And we showed them All the snow That kept me from home In our house I saved some from that night