Harry Nilsson - Snow

Snow
Fills the fields we used to know
And the little park where we would go
Sleeps far below in the snow

Gone
It's all over and you're gone
But the memory lives on, although
Our dreams lie buried in the snow

Sometimes the wind blows through the trees
I think, I hear you calling me
But all I see is snow

Everywhere I go
As the cold winter sun sinks low
I walk alone through the snow

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