If I look down this road
Its not so old, I know.
Aint it white like snow,
But somehow painted gold.

And when Im lost and torn,
A soldier of orange, i.
Like a roll in snow, on
A doctors show, i.

If I look down this road
Its not so old, I know.
But aint it white like snow,
But somehow painted gold.

But when Im lost and torn
Im a soldier of orange i.
I like a roll in snow
On a doctors show.

But when Im lost and torn
Im a soldier of orange I know
But like a roll in snow on a doctor full time.