Snow Snow Snow!

Snow
It won't be long before we'll all be there with snow
Snow
I want to wash my hands, my face and hair with snow
(ok so granted we already got some, but not enough to wash with)

Snow
I long to clear a path and lift a spade of snow
(I could actually do without the lifting of the snow)
Snow
Oh, to see a great big man entirely made of snow

Where it's snowing
All winter through
That's where I want to be
Snowball throwing
That's what I'll do
How I'm longing to ski
Through the snow-oh-oh-oh-oh
(amen)

Those glist'ning houses that seem to be built of snow
(ah, perhaps they are made out of snow)
Snow
Oh, to see a mountain covered with a quilt of snow

What is Christmas with no snow
(a very sad Christmas indeed)
No white Christmas with no snow
Snow

I'll soon be there with snow
I'll wash my hair with snow
And with a spade of snow
I'll build a man that's made of snow
I'd love to stay up with you but I recommend a little shuteye
Go to sleep
And dream
Of snow

Yay! I hope more snow is on the way! I love it!