She Loved The Snow — Deacon Blue

Long slow days
It was barely dark
Even as we slept
You told me
Wild winter follows
To pay back this haloed heaven

Picking through the bones of the day
So pleased her world could easily be changed
She loved the snow
She loved the snow

Ground lay hard
Under paths
We had walked
One spring day
Our earth transformed
Under a late, spring fall

Picking through the bones of the day
So pleased her world could easily be changed
She loved the snow
She loved the snow