• Snowflakes drift
    Snowflakes fly
    Snowflakes melt
    Snowflakes die

    Snowflakes are like people, sometimes
    They drift into our lives
    They make us feel like we're flying
    They melt into our hearts
    And we feel true love

    Then they leave
    And we die inside.
    Kind of makes you feel bad,
    But, remember:
    There are plenty more.