Wait

Wait till the snow falls down on the doorstep
 Wait till the branches make cracks on the sky
 Wind at your window, screams while you sleepy
 You live near your fire as the winter blows by
 Wait till the sidewalk shivers the beggars
 Robbed in their blankets they try to hang on
 Light from the street lane seems to shine better
 After the autumn has been here and gone
 God help the lost and lonely, God help the poor
 Cold days and ice nights only
 Hard times for sure, hard times for sure
 Wait till the winter makes it all brittle
 Colors all fade and the earth seems to die
 Black chimneys coughing, landlords are hiding
 No one can find them, it's useless to try
 Wait till the river freezes up solid
 Way up the line and the boats are all stuck
 Gray and the gambler tries to make sense, he's
 Far from his home and he's down on his luck
 God help the lost and lonely, God help the poor
 Cold days and ice nights only
 Hard times for sure, hard times for sure
 Dancers and snow queens, handsome and lovely
 Skate on the lake and fall deeply in love
 Silver skates gliding, faces all glowing
 Smooth and warm fingers and thumbs and their gloves
 God help the lost and lonely, God help the poor
 Cold days and ice nights only
 Hard times for sure, hard times for sure