The Igloo Song

You're a mason in this autumn light
 And I've chopped wood to stoke your fire bright
 Putting covers on the bed with hibernation in your head
 And Orion's jewels at your bedside
 Now come pass these winter days and see
 How a snowman lives eccentrically
 Here's hot whiskey for your toes and your maraschino nose
 We'll hang icicles from our fir trees
 We'll keep warm here as these blizzards blast
 Though you're used to brick and double glass
 It's a miracle of ice—the muffled crunch of sacrifice
 We'll forget about the world so fast
 I built this house of ice and snow
 When the birdsong comes I'll have to go
 See these sculptures of our glistening dreams
 Melt away with tears of yesterday
 I built this house of ice and snow
 It's the only way I've ever known
 Now our thawing hopes and crystal dreams
 Are just fleeting streams of yesterday
 Now you're dusting all the drawers and shelves
 Here's some space if you'll just help yourself
 Pulling covers from the bed with spring cleaning in the head
 And the winds are drifting something else
 I built this house of ice and snow
 It's the only way I've ever known
 See these sculptures of our glistening dreams
 Melt away with tears of yesterday
 Now our thawing hopes and crystal dreams
 Are just fleeting streams of yesterday