Sweet winter days br The child that lays br Inside the house br The flakes arouse br A mellow peace br Residing beneath br That warm blanket br Until they met. br Ever since then, br Even days when br He's safe from harm, br He never gets warm br Provided he knows br That if he ever shows br His heart's face br Then she will race br And disappear br Won't be there, near, br And he's sure to die br If she's not in his eye. br But time forgives br And up its sleeve br Has a thousand twists br To untie your wrists br And let you walk free. br Away from your folly.