Well, I slept on the solid ground near your house
And it felt just like a barbell wrapped in a shirt
When I slept on the solid ground near your house
You can feel its weary muscles under the dirt
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na, na-na, na, na
When I slept on the solid ground right next to you
And the frost looked like a castle wrapped up in tin
When I slept on the solid ground near your house
You could peel back the corner, step right in
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na, na-na, na, na
In winter's decay
When hope and plans seem all but gone
You have found a way
To make me seem like almost drawn
In winter's decay
When hope and plans seem all but gone
You have found a way
To make me seem like almost drawn
In winter's decay
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
Na, na-na, na-na, na, na
And I slept on the solid ground near your house