Dashing through the snow,
In a no-horse gondola,
O'er the mountains we go,
Laughing old grandma! (HA HA HA)
Madeline can see,
By the northern lights,
A figment of anxiety
Who wakes her up at night.
Madeline, Madeline,
I'm a part of you.
It's not fun to mountain climb,
When that's not what we do.
Madeline, Madeline,
Home is back this way,
We should do something easier
Like riding in a sleigh!