Snowflakes above my face,
Touch me with your gentle grace.
Your cold fingers on my cheek,
Enough to make my resolve weak.
Calm the fears before me,
And destroy any insecurities there may be.
Snowflakes above my face,
Touch me with your gentle grace.
Your cold fingers on my cheek,
Enough to make my resolve weak.
Calm the fears before me,
And destroy any insecurities there may be.