| Winter’s mostly cold and grey,
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| But I have found it true
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| That a change of heart can change the scene
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| And colour the point of view.
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| When the lights come on, I see
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| Snow red as holly and snow green as a pine tree.
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| Everyone I meet wears a smile,
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| Just for a little while.
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| In the candle shine, I see
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| Snow pink as a sunrise and snow blue in the shadows.
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| Friendly greetings come into style,
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| Just for a little while.
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| Silver snow from starlight on tinsel,
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| Golden snow the sun has made.
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| Seven shades of snow that shine like a rainbow,
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| And like a rainbow, soon will fade.
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| When the lights go out, there’ll be
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| The pine tree and the holly, the shadow and the sunrise.
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| Golden days and stars in the night,
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| And though the snow is only white,
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| If my heart can keep this magic glow,
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| I keep seeing seven shades of snow. |