THROUGH THE SNOW WITH YOU


  Riding in this sleigh pulled by horses of white 
  And brown,

  With you sweet darling getting lost and never found.


  The sky mostly cloudy, cold as the snow begins to fall,


  Next to you feeling so warm, to each other a smile.


  There's a house in the distance, a fire burning inside,


   Smoke from the chimney as we ride on by.


  Just me and you, a dream come true, just me and you,


  The trees are silent, run horses, run into the afternoon.


  Together is what we do, through the snow with you.


                                             Keith Garrett