And then there
Right before the
Holiday I stood
On my street
Head turned upwards
On that cold
Dark day mouth
Opened awaiting that
First landing of
A snowflake on
My tongue that
Is what meeting
You was like
Just for me
And then there
Right before the
Holiday I stood
On my street
Head turned upwards
On that cold
Dark day mouth
Opened awaiting that
First landing of
A snowflake on
My tongue that
Is what meeting
You was like
Just for me