It's snowing again in New York City
It can't be snowing without me
But I'm still where I've always been
Counting trains and feeding fantasies

With the night come long lost memories
From ancient times, would you believe
I've walked this ground for centuries
I feel the earth spinning

I owe my daydreams to January trees
And my peaceful days to winter mornings
Behind my eyes I see
Strange lands of frozen poetry

If you could see what I see
You would find it's all worth it
For a minute lying here
I'm all I could ever be

Oh now I crave for the unreal
In a second away from here
In the sound of a voice I hear
Are visions I want to believe in

I owe my daydreams to January trees
And my peaceful days to winter mornings
Behind my eyes I see
Strange lands of frozen poetry