Beneath This Snowy Mantle Cold And Clean
The Unborn Grass Lies Waiting
For Its Coat To Turn To Green
The Snowbird Sings A Song He Always Sings
And Speaks To Me Of Flowers
That Will Bloom Again In Spring

When I Was Young My Heart Was Young Then Too
Anything That It Would Tell Me,
That's The Thing That I Would Do
But Now I Feel Such Emptiness Within
For The Thing That I Want Most In Life
Is The Thing I Can't Win

Spread Your Tiny Wings And Fly Away
And Take The Snow Back With You
Where It Came From On That Day
The One I Love Forever Is Untrue
And If I Could You Know
That I Would Fly Away With You

The Breeze Along The River Seems To Say
That She'll Only Break My Heart Again
Should I Decide To Stay
So Little Snowbird Take Me With You When You Go
To That Land Of Gentle Breezes
Where The Peaceful Waters Flow