Snowflakes falling all around

Forward, backward, upside down

Coating everything in white

The sun shines on it—makes it bright

And I'm inside, by a warming fire

With hot chocolate that makes me tired

So I lay my head to rest

Against the pillow of your chest

A contented sigh escapes my lips

I brush your hand with my fingertips

And you hold me close with a smile in your eyes

We spend our Christmas without going outside.