Snow on the street Snow on my feet Snow on the television screen Icicle dreams Awake to the sound of a ticking clock It might never end but we made it start All I can feel is a tired mind Trying to let go Cause there's snow on the floor And snow in my head Snow on my phone when you call What did you say Awake to the sound of a ticking clock It might never end but we made it start All I can feel is another life Dying to be lived Snow on the street Snow on my feet Snow on the television screen Icicle dreams Awake to the sound of a ticking clock It might never end but we made it start All I can feel is a tired mind Trying to let go Cause there's snow on the floor And snow in my head Snow on my phone when you call And I'm still in bed Awake to the sound of a ticking clock It might never end but we made it start Right underneath there's another life Dying to be lived Dying to be lived Dying to be lived Dying to be lived Dying to be lived Dying to be lived Dying to be lived Cause there's snow on the floor Snow on my phone when you call Awake to the sound of a ticking clock It might never end but we made it start All I can feel is another life Dying to be lived Awake to the sound of a ticking clock It might never end but we made it start All I can feel is another life Dying to be lived Dying to be lived Dying to be lived Dying to be lived