35 Different Kinds of Snow

Thirty-Five (Different Kinds of Snow)

There are thirty-five different kinds of snow but not one flake is the same
And I’m sitting here at the airport wondering which one is to blame

There are thirty-five different kinds of snow
The world keeps turning and the four winds blow
It looks so pretty but the airport’s closed
And my Marie is calling, calling from LA

Slipping down Fifth Avenue, trying not to fall
Santa Claus, department stores, but every face I see is yours
Temperature in Times Square says it’s minus five and falling
But this heart’s never gonna freeze when my Marie is calling

There are thirty-five different kinds of snow
The world turns and the four winds blow
It looks so pretty but the airport’s closed
And my Marie is calling, calling from LA

Took the bus to JFK, I thought that I’d be on my way
But all the airlines had to say was “Grounded”
The snowplows were working hard, but it was falling way too fast
Thirty-five varieties of heartache

What am I going to tell her, what will I say
When my Marie is calling from LA, from LA?

Just as I was about to quit all hopes of the Sunset Strip
The snow was gone and the planes were all flying again
I made it in to LAX at 11.59
And there she was, my sweet Marie, just as the midnight chimed
Just as that midnight chimed

Thirty-five different kinds of snow
The world turns and the four winds blow
It looks so pretty but the airport’s closed
And my Marie is calling

There be thirty-five different kinds of snow
The world turns and the four winds blow
It looks so pretty but the airport’s closed
But I’ll be home for Christmas

There are thirty-five different kinds of snow
The world turns and the four winds blow
It looks so pretty but the airport’s closed
And my Marie is calling