Like a million parachutes the snow’s coming downI’ll lock up the
front door and turn the lights downIn the glow of the street
lights, i see them descendLike a million parachutes, small men
on a missionI miss the warm, i miss the sunI miss the ocean, i
miss everyoneI miss the bridges that span across the bayTonight
it seems like ages agoLike a million parachutes the snow still
fallsThe dogs are asleep now, there’s no one to callI’ll put on
some records and wait for the lightAll those million parachutes,
now a blanket of whiteChorusMusical interludeChorus