Текст Ron Pope – Snow Song

She sat there, eyes open wide
And she watched the snow cover the ground outside.
Mittens on her hands, a smile ear to ear
She said, «In California, it hasn’t snowed in years.»

So come outside, and we can watch the sky,
Turn up your palms, and open your hands up wide.
Come outside, and open up your eyes.

Sitting next to me, she ties her scarf on tight
Winter can leave you crying, but it brightens up her eyes.
And snow kisses her cheek, where I want to be
And rests on her shoulders, like in her New York dreams.

So come outside, and we can watch the sky,
Turn up your palms, and open your hands up wide.
Come outside, and open up your eyes.

Walk with me…take my hand I’ll lead you down these city streets.
Won’t you walk with me? Won’t you walk with me?

When she says goodbye, she turns around and smiles,
The next time it snows, I’ll be on her mind.