Weather advisoryone for the diaries

Windy and cold so stay off the road

It's bitter outside your windows

Stack your blanketslight your candles



There isn't a phone boothand ain't it the cold truth

It's a lonely old highwayjust me and the plows

Making the most of their payday

Laying salt in the wounds of the roadways



(chorus)

For your bed I'll beat the cold

With a blizzard in my headlightsor an avalanche in the road

Snow blinds every road sign



So I'm counting the miles as I'm going

There's a shroud of black ice forming

The radio sends out ample warning...

Up on the next hilla trailer truck load spilled it spun in a jacknifeand now it's a still life

Framed by the flares and the cruisersorange coats and one sore loser...



(chorus)



In hindsightit's been a long night

And where I was was not so cold

Another sound bite off the dash lights

It's more than a foot or so they're told

Two hundred miles to chicagomy eyes froze to the road

Mesmerized as the windshield collides with the snow...



Weather advisoryone for the diaries

Windy and cold so stay off the road