Third night of cold and I can't get warm The furnace guy comes tomorrow And every time someone opens the door Oh, the wind blows in through the house, through the house I imagine these four wall shaking Pleading for warmth and springtime I step outside to get another log for the fire Before it fades and dies And night comes too early now Long before you get home So we wait while the flames get bright Oh, we're happy Don't have a quarter for parking Yesterday I cut my own hair But that's all gonna change someday darling You just wait and see, wait and see, there there Meanwhile the frost creeps up the glass And there's nothing to do but watch these hours pass You slip your fingers slowly into mine Oh, the cold can't get through, no that would never do And night comes too early now Long before you get home So we wait while the flames get bright Oh, we're happy