Covered in Snow - William Fitzsimmons

You came a long way

For only a birthday

Surprised that you knew

The house where we grew

Long ago

Everyone missed you

Last Christmas fell through

But we heard your car

And ran to the yard

In the cold

We’re holding out for you

Covered in snow

We’ll keep the lights on low

In the spring

We’ll do this every year

'Till Christmas finds you here

I hope you remember

Come next December

You can come home

You don’t have to go anymore

We’re holding out for you

Covered in snow

We’ll keep the lights on low

In the spring

We’ll do this every year

'Till Christmas finds you here