It was a far cry to keep our fingers warm
On a chilly night, so far away from home
Writing a tale in the salty snow, where you once told me that hope
Won't go away, won't flee with the night
In the moonlit gaze, under Minnesota tide
We left our cares behind, we were young, we were free
This was our playground of emotion, where you once told me that hope
Won't go away, won't flee with the night