Though I live, I live without a sound
Sleepin' twigs bend down towards the ground
I know their burden
Love the silent world that I've found
I find a hill and I slide right down
Again
I slide down again

I find a good view out here tonight
It's cold but I love it so I think I might
Build a little fire we could put at our feet
And listen to the wood pop loudly

Six to eight inches on the ground
Another five held up in the clouds
A heavy burden
And though the snowfall doesn't make much sound
I hear the wind singin' louder now
Again
She sings loud again

My hands freeze, no help from the gloves
The things that I'm always gonna do for love

I tackle you in these padded clothes
And then we're lookin' up at those

Evergreen, you're the prettiest thing
I've ever seen
You're a giant paintbrush in the snow
Evergreen never-ending row
Oooh-aahh

I find a good view out here tonight
It's cold but I love it so I think I might
I tackle you in these padded clothes
And then we're lookin' up at those

Evergreen, you're the prettiest thing
I've ever seen
You're a giant paintbrush in the snow
Evergreen never-ending row
Oooh-aahh

Evergreen, you're the prettiest thing

Evergreen
Evergreen