Hold the frosts of winter,
Summer's gone away,
The snow's falling thick now,
And the little children play.

Myself, I'm being buried,
Drowning in powdery white,
But a smile plays upon my lips,
And you're on my mind tonight.

A green leaf falls from a tree,
Dying rotten as it sinks,
But it’s soon replaced by another,
With longevity complete.

And when I say that it is cold,
My thoughts can keep it away,
You spring from them like fountain gold
And calm the worst of the quays.

And I know that it’s a leery thing,
To be close to me,
To you I'm something all-to-new
But I think it'll be worth the sting.

So come a little bit closer,
With that smile to melt the ice,
I'll hold you close with a kiss amongst the fire,
All we've got to do is roll the dice.