Chill Factor

It was a cold night for a midnight ride

A long dark road thats seldom tried

A winter chill is in the air

Driving on without a care

The breeze is like a chilling fan

Wish I knew where it began

The Chill Factor was bad that day

But I drove on anyway

The engine sputtered then it died

The gates of Hell had opened wide

The breeze was like a chilling fan

Wish I knew where it began

 I walked along the highway til the snow covered the path

The moon was growing dim

The light was dying

And so was I

Through the vast land of white

Comes the early morning light

Lying broken in the snow

Here I'll die thats all I know

The breeze is like a chilling fan

Wish I knew where it began