• The snow that's falling
    Is slowing down,
    Falling gently
    On my gown.

    My feet are cold,
    My arms spread wide
    My friends are dancing
    By my side

    Winters breath
    Curls down my neck

    Angels placed on the ground
    Like sugar cookies print
    Soft and sweet

    We may just be
    Three close friends

    Crazy and bare foot
    Loose and in short-shorts

    Laughing the night away

    But as the cold night chills
    Become more than handled

    And our feet are numb
    And tiredly sleeping

    We fall to the fireplace
    And rest our heads


    The snow that was falling
    Has stop to fast
    Christmas has
    Long since past