First snow falling on my hands
Quiet streets like gentle lands
Morning light on powdered white
Everything felt soft and bright
Winter kept a little space
For the child I used to chase
First snow first memory
Something warm returning to me
Every step in fading glow
Takes me back to long ago
Breath became a cloud of air
Footprints leading here and there
Dad was laughing by the gate
Telling me the world could wait
Winter kept a little space
For the child I used to chase
First snow first memory
Something warm returning to me
Every step in fading glow
Takes me back to long ago
Years have moved and still I find
Snow keeps shadows of my mind
First snow finds its way to me
Holding what I used to be
Even when the days move on
Winter stays and I belong
