sitting here by my window
watching the snowflakes fall
wondering where they all come from
taking a journey in my mind
i would play in the snow with my friends
and not a care in the world
just as free as the snow upon my window
evidence of an honest hand
made to love it and to enjoy my man
even though with all the cheer
sometimes i can hardly wait at all
'cause something deep insides me longs
for the christmas joy i see
on the face of girls and boys
with the snow falling on my face
takes me back to a happy place