And the snow that falls tomorrow Like a blanket pure and white Will erase the thousand crossroads I have found And the blindly staring scarecrow watching over his dead field Will keep vigil over restless wolves at night I will stay with him In the snowswept din And when I am cold He will be my fire They are calling it a white-out All the experts on tv "Snow is general from Waikiki to Qatar" But they do not know what scarecrow Whispered in my frozen ear Here's a winter that the spring will not relieve I will stay with him In the snowswept din And when I am cold He will be my fire