• The snow blankets the land
    I crush it in my hand
    Winding back for a throw
    I slip and fall in the snow.

    I stand and I smile
    I'm only cold for a while
    Then I head inside for cocoa
    And dream about the white snow

    In a few short months the sun will shine
    We'll leave the white snow behind
    But it'll always be in our minds
    No other weather is so fine