ICE and snow are cold, I know br Pain and sorrow too are chill. br Ever notice how the glow br Of the sun on ice and snow, br br On your wintry window-sill, br Melts away the snow and ice br Sends it tripping in a trice? br So with every ill! br br So with every chilling storm br All will melt away br If you'll only let the warm br Streams of sunlight play br br In and all about your room.