It don't matter where you live or where you work
If you're the boss, you're middle management or clerk
If you're scraping by or wearing corporate clothes
Everyone's a child when it snows
It don't matter if your collar's white or blue
If you're first in class or low man on the crew
Once the flurries start to rise above your toes, I propose
That everyone's a child when it snows
Sliding cars and stupid trucks
Man this traffic really sucks your joy away
And though this drive home is a trial
Look outside, you can't help but smile
And once you make it home okay
Catch the weather news with one eye on the clock
You just know the plow is gonna skip your block
Just turn away and let the window meet your nose, it only shows
That everyone's a child when it snows
And though your back is gonna scream
When you're shoveling, you'll dream of snowball fights
Building forts and racing sleds
Running wild into snowy beds
Till you're called in for the night
So tell the boss that you ain't going anywhere
Throw your boots on or just nestle in your chair
And let the snowfall melt the memories you once froze
That's how it goes
Maybe you said goodbye to childhood long ago
And maybe this is not the life you thought you chose
But everyone's a child when it snows