Years of Snow
Years of snow like when we were kids
Fields of white everywhere we look
You pull the sledge up to the hill
Baby, baby, what a thrill
A thousand times I missed this land
Don't know why I don't know why
You always waited for me to come
Baby, baby, I'll come along
Let it open your old barn door
I want come through it when it's time to go
Please believe me we'll be just fine
Baby, baby, you will be mine
Years of snow like when we were kids
Fields of white everywhere we look
You pull the sledge up to the hill
Baby, baby, what a thrill
Writer/s: Sabine Wiesli CÂLINE
