Winter’s lyin’ at my door
A sweet virgin,white and pure
But underneath the snow
Lies a world that you don’t know
It’s dark and it’s old

Though it’s heaven when I please
Words will twinckle down in hell 
You can move a town with ease
But you cannot move the well
So a chinaman tells

I’m holdin’ back on you
I’m holdin’ back on you
I’m holdin’ back on you
I’m holdin’ back on you
What am I to do
I keep holdin’ back on you 

So if I tread upon your corns
Shall I blow young Triton’s horn
Or are you satisfied 
With a wrong for every right
At least you can try

I’m holdin’ back on you
I’m holdin’ back on you
I’m holdin’ back on you
I’m holdin’ back on you
What am I to do
I keep holdin’ back on you 
I’m holdin’ back on you 
I’m holdin’ back on you
I’m holdin’ back on you
I’m holdin’ back on you 
Nothing I can do