Gently falling, floating down
over me and you,
standing here standing there
the snow is falling.
White flakes come down
from heaven above,
coming down like angels
the snow is falling.
All the fun times
we've had outside: building forts,
having snow-ball fights,
while the snow is falling.
Softly it comes down like
a white moist blanket,
gently whispering:
"Go inside or get a cold"
while the snow is falling,