Pendle Hill will hide herself in bed
Behind the clouds that gather 'round her head
But clouds collapse, and then they go
"You won't believe how beautiful she is, when it has snowed"
When it has snowed
When it has snowed
When it has snowed

Friedrich will come out of his grave
Shelley and Byron will be on their way
Begging for my postal code
To help me find the words to describe
Greater than great, go with sublime
They'll be filling up my answerphone
And it's all because of how beautiful
she is when it has snowed

You take every sunset
And somehow make it sexier
With your haunted asymmetry
Someone's brought a camera crew
They're exploring your history
Now you're on the news
And it's driving me insane
Because everybody wants to climb you
And they don't even know my name

I'm your Boulsworth baby
You're a giant to me
Do I crave your company
Or a few of your extra feet?
Not even a mountain
Yet, I still can't make you move
And as the sun sets on your sideboob
So I fall for you