My First Snow

'Tis the season to be still

'Tis the season to make fire

'Tis the season of good will

Charity the hearts desire

I close my eyes

And return to my first snow

The sky is white

On this Christmas night

And I have no place to go

It feels like my first snow

'Tis the season to prepare

Warm and sweet delicious things

'Tis the season to repair

All our silly bickerings

I close my eyes

And return to my first snow

The sky is white

On this Christmas night

And I have no place to go

It feels like my first snow

I close my eyes

And return to my first snow

The sky is white

On this Christmas night

And I have no place to go

It feels like my first snow